Paroles: Nico Liebe & His Subconsciousness. Pseudo Monologs. Between.

Computer age with trendy fate
Reflects a humoristic fail
Still hopin it is not too late
To stay alive without a tail

Grabbin for a tiny map
Someone had rhymed with their place
Thinking it's a piece of trap
I know the risk of such blend ways

I am ok - I'm really fine
It is ok - they're tellin lies
I am ashamed - of pleasin lives
I bend my ways between their signs

?random? returned to rule my thoughts
I find a sense in any sign
Their greater plan's including yours
Of refusing to combine

What is very clear to guess
At least if you're afraid as me
That there is nothing else for us
No other psychic way to be

I turned around a hundred times
But I can't see what I've seen
When I've felt different and somekind
Of ashamed of my own between