In our fantasy, we see things for what they are
No more devil speak. (Double speak)
No more will i buy what you're selling
What you're selling is a strand of hair, it floats in the air... but i don't care anymore
Oh how time, time has changed me
In digital reality you come and rescue me
No more pain
No more will i buy what you're selling
What you're selling is a strand of hair, it floats in the air... but i don't care anymore
Oh how time, time has changed me