Invaders Songtext
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Invaders Songtext
My vision blurred
Before my eyes
In my head, thoughts obscured
Everywhere I turn
Pervasive screens
Mind palace burns, to the ground
Live the love of media
Laugh yourself away
From any real authenticity
Back curved, head bent
Forget the wonder
Back curved, head bent
Invade my soul
Droning unaware
Of the real world all around
Your senses
Are we building knowledge
Or destroying wisdom
As life moves on
Let it serve us and grow
Infant innovation
Inhibit their control
Engage my sight
While my mind rots
Cancel our thoughts
Inviting Blight
Information
Condemnation
Crutch in the craving
Chained to black mirrors
Yet there′s still so much to learn
Experience more
Than I ever could before
But how much of it is real?
Beeping, data, pings
Drawing my attention
Silence all these infernal notifications
Will yourself unplugged
Cry some tears of joy
Let immersion die
Free from hidden ploy
In formation, godamn nation
In formation, godamn nation
Consuming entertainment
On an unprecedented level
Widespread engagement
Inside the enclosed space of virtual
Enhancing our field of view
Becoming numbers in a queue
Need not be
Integrated
Connections across the globe
Friendly faces communicated
Ascend from stupor
The nagging need for visceral
Reach further
Than previously thought possible
Coming back to life
Extending sight past eyes
Never really
Have to say goodbyes
As life moves on
Let it serve us and grow
Infant innovation
Inhibit their control
Engage my sight
Connect the dots
Upgrade our thoughts
Look to the light
Information, our salvation
Before my eyes
In my head, thoughts obscured
Everywhere I turn
Pervasive screens
Mind palace burns, to the ground
Live the love of media
Laugh yourself away
From any real authenticity
Back curved, head bent
Forget the wonder
Back curved, head bent
Invade my soul
Droning unaware
Of the real world all around
Your senses
Are we building knowledge
Or destroying wisdom
As life moves on
Let it serve us and grow
Infant innovation
Inhibit their control
Engage my sight
While my mind rots
Cancel our thoughts
Inviting Blight
Information
Condemnation
Crutch in the craving
Chained to black mirrors
Yet there′s still so much to learn
Experience more
Than I ever could before
But how much of it is real?
Beeping, data, pings
Drawing my attention
Silence all these infernal notifications
Will yourself unplugged
Cry some tears of joy
Let immersion die
Free from hidden ploy
In formation, godamn nation
In formation, godamn nation
Consuming entertainment
On an unprecedented level
Widespread engagement
Inside the enclosed space of virtual
Enhancing our field of view
Becoming numbers in a queue
Need not be
Integrated
Connections across the globe
Friendly faces communicated
Ascend from stupor
The nagging need for visceral
Reach further
Than previously thought possible
Coming back to life
Extending sight past eyes
Never really
Have to say goodbyes
As life moves on
Let it serve us and grow
Infant innovation
Inhibit their control
Engage my sight
Connect the dots
Upgrade our thoughts
Look to the light
Information, our salvation
Writer(s): Lyam Morrison, Mark Wylie, Matt Cutrara, Matt Mccabe, Steve Mcmillan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

