Unaware

We‘re unaware

Into an imperium with no right vision

Nice clean streets, pretty Houses and trees

Every day’s the same, everything is arranged

We’re part of the game. Nothing has changed

Sweet voices in your head selling you plastic life

Re-runs of sitcoms in this paradise

I am running, running, running

We’re all running, running, running

We’re so pure, so rare, slowly bleeding out

Unaware

Until we’re running out of air

Into an imperium with many illusions

Neon signs to a world of fairy tales

Every day’s the same, everyone’s just fake

We’re part of the game, We’re all on the take

Sweet voices in your head selling you plastic life

Re-runs of sitcoms in this paradise

I am running, running, running

We’re all running, running, running

We’re so pure, so rare, slowly bleeding out

Unaware

Run, run, run, until we run out of air

They’re watching us, they are telling us what to do

We are unaware until we run out of air

I sit in silence now, no voices to wrap me in sweet illusion

No plastic promises, a false reality within this imperium

I am running, running, running

We’re all running, running, running

We’re so pure, so rare, slowly bleeding out

Unaware

Until we’re running out of air