binary love, my binary love So let imagination start to take control Your binary love, my binary love So systematically we're made to be alone Your binary love, my binary
We live in a binary reality, we do It's a world of black and white There's only two types of people in this world: Those who can finish lists What is
viewed from the darkest hole outward face looking up despair viewed down on, down on , down on marked by a deeper scar find the light i look for, look
always, always hope Goodbye, goodbye Binary star, you're the brightest blue by far And up against the starry sea I thought that you were meant for me Binary
resolution, the duality in men requires constitution. for the shame of hatred spent might endure your sorrow if your higher self is shackled by your binary
Don't you ever pretend That we are more than friends? Despite the metal and wires I still have human desires I'll wait here 'til the end For my dividend
narrowing days seem to stop before my utopic interface, but 5 seconds without it, ain't worth eternity. now here's another story; logical Function: "keeps
Let us die, let us die Then dying we reply Oh, don't you tell us About your suffering Now look in our eyes Look in our eyes Let us be, let us be Our
This is a tale spun straight out of my binary core. This is a vision of my world seen through membranous eyes. This is the oceans filled with technicolor
of compromise CHORUS The world isn't rendered in black and white Other shades lie between Don't view the world with binary eyes We are human,
binary love) So let imagination start to take control (Your binary love, my binary love) So systematically we're made to be alone (Your binary love, my binary love) Binary love, binary
narrowing days seem to stop before my utopic interface, but 5 seconds without it, ain't worth eternity. now here's another story; logical Function: "
Don't you ever pretend That we are more than friends? Despite the metal and wires I still have human desires I'll wait here til the end For my dividend
Let us die, let us die! in dying we reply and lower our baskets down into the open bed of the fruit truck passing by and we can smile at each other again
Let us die, let us die Dying we reply "don't talkto us about suffering, look in our eyes". Let us be, let us be- Our closeness is such that wherever she
and lonely, I drift in space, My dreams are haunted by her face. Blessed are the drifters, the stars that die, whose light expires, before goodbyes goodbye, goodbye. Binary
Subjected to digital restrains Subjected to silence The new order dictates Masking confinement with joy Flee or meet mental defeat They make you feel
Übersetzung: Assemblage 23. Binären.
