Though I tend to dream
A common thought could kill my sleep
We are atoms bound by a mad, twisted scientist
In our planet no one even knew or laid their eyes on
I think they used to call it God or so
But if we're up to date we'd find
Technology just came alive
Though I tend to dream
Aimless shots would hit me clean
We are digits found by a sad lonely thinker - deep thinker
When you don't give in I'm paralyzed
'Cause you're busy thinking otherwise
And then I come to realize
There's a force that's holding us apart
Digitalogy
Digitalogy
Then I learned to read their eyes
'Cause there's a force that's holding us apart
Digitalogy
Digitalogy
Digitalogy
Digitalogy
Digitalogy
Digitalogy
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