The last chance is falling down again
and you might feel constantly insane
we are unconscious evaporations
fixed on a mirror

Can you live outside that screen?
And I know you are thirsty of those interactions
likes, shares, comments and invitations
unfaithful expectations

Everything that is fake
is now processed
translated into truth
by a dumb FB post

How could this happen?

This world is losing its tales
things have got out of hand
we’ll fall into an hole
there’s nothing to lose
and there’s nothing to live for
we’ll leave without leaving a trace

Pictures without any fancy filters
now show what they are not
Fat, old men starving of negativeness
spittin’ judgements and leading to explode

Can you imagine how
this was before?
everything was fascinating
now it seems lost

Lost

This world is losing its tales
things have got out of hand
we’ll fall into a hole
there’s nothing to lose
and there’s nothing to live for
we’ll leave without leaving a trace