turn up your circuits check out your chips because you're going to live a long life check the identity card it shows your code listen to the white noise in your ears it fades away reality is just a bunch of illusions check the pixels of them stop your radio for a second and tell me what you see and hear it's not that the beauty of the truth there is nothihng else but you play your credit of life today do the twisted dance again smile that full to dance theater of pulses colors of light pulses of sound all goes to one blurring distortion until you realize there is nothing but the truth we are born and we die tune up your chips and circuits you're going to live longer