The world has frozen over It’s levitating in the space And every morrow coming Is just today copied to new place.
We are absorbing sorrows From digital boxes Wherefore are we dissolving In endless stream, tidal waves
Put on new make-up on your pixeled face Stop blinking, eyes wide open beside LC Display Put on new make-up on your pixeled face Stop blinking, eyes wide open beside LCD
The world has stuck in boredom Spending days at coffee and PC Got hundred friends in pocket Illusions that deceive
Send me the flutter of a butterfly's wing To cause me be off the stream Be off the stream
Put on new make-up on your pixeled face Stop blinking, eyes wide open beside LC Display Put on new make-up on your pixeled face Stop blinking, eyes wide open beside LCD
Too much of digits, not much of you Can't take my eyes off the false mirror Come share with me this lonely view Of old-fashioned diaries Feels like the stupid déjà-vu Not much of you Not much of you Not much of you Not much of you Not much of you Not much of you