It's hard to embrace you in the game that we play. My tight straightjacket is always for me to restrain. It's just a kind of protection from your bewildering brain, Distorted exaggeration makes you inclined to blame. It's hard to embrace you when there is nothing I could gain.
CHORUS: Let's make it out And do it right Let's get your ICs connected And get the party tonight. I understand I see the light Don't be afraid That I can erase Your terrabyte My little friend
I wake up every morning I get down every evening I wake up every morning I get down every evening I wake up every morning I got bored, so release me
Break the control, shock the system
CHORUS.
I can erase And start the fight Let's make it out!