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I don't even know where to start. I just cashed my paycheck and my dad took it all for my car payment. I'm about to drive to concord and work a closing shift. I won't have enough gas to get back to antioch. I have just enough money stashed away for food. I'm going to buy a tin of tobacco and a half-gallon of cheap vodka and make it last as long as possible. I need to get some good things in my life for once, but I refuse to be anything but myself. I know that everyone treats me the way that they do because I bring you down. I'm not trying to make you feel bad at all. I see things from everyone's point of view, not just my own. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me or any of that shit. I would seriously hate that. I just give off this vibe because that's how I feel. Just think...If you can pick up this kind of thing from me on the outside, then how must I feel inside? I don't try to feel like shit all the time. I want it to stop. In my mind...I see, hear, feel and know such beautiful things. More beautiful than any sex or music or being on X or anything. I give off that vibe though, because so far, that is the only place where these things exist. I open my eyes and see such a fucked up world. I was just in the check cashing place getting the money to give to my dad. There was this girl in there crying into her phone with her friend about some guy that makes her feel bad and treats her like shit, but she's still staying with him. She was crying about why she can't find a guy that would be good to her. I was standing right behind her, and almost just sat down and closed my eyes right there in the line before I remembered where I was. Don't feel sorry...just understand. That's all I ask.
She's lost in coma where it's beautiful.
Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep.
Do you wonder what it's like
living in a permanent imagination?
Sleeping to escape reality, but you like it like that.
[Chorus:]
Guilty by design,
she's nothing more then fiction.
She dreams in digital.
Cause it's better then nothing.
now that control is gone,
it seems unreal,
she's dreaming in digital.
She dreams in digital.
And your pixel army can't save you now.
My finger's on the kill switch.
I remember i used to compose your dreams.
Control your dreams.
And don't be afraid to expose yourself
before i shut you down.
You made some changes since the virus caught you sleeping.
-Orgy: Fiction(She Dreams in Digital).
I don't know what else to say. It's stuck in my head. Fuck...Time for work.
::End Transmission::
She's lost in coma where it's beautiful.
Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep.
Do you wonder what it's like
living in a permanent imagination?
Sleeping to escape reality, but you like it like that.
[Chorus:]
Guilty by design,
she's nothing more then fiction.
She dreams in digital.
Cause it's better then nothing.
now that control is gone,
it seems unreal,
she's dreaming in digital.
She dreams in digital.
And your pixel army can't save you now.
My finger's on the kill switch.
I remember i used to compose your dreams.
Control your dreams.
And don't be afraid to expose yourself
before i shut you down.
You made some changes since the virus caught you sleeping.
-Orgy: Fiction(She Dreams in Digital).
I don't know what else to say. It's stuck in my head. Fuck...Time for work.
::End Transmission::