Nothing Is Real

Nothing is real
You're foolin' yourself
Nothing is real
I'm sick to my stomach
There's got to be something else

Nothing is real
Your mother's a program
You're losin' your mind
True love is binary
Beauty's alive

I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
How could I?

Nothing is real
Open your heart
All that you feel
Is coded and prisoned
In pixels and algorithms

Nothing is real
The wind isn't blowing
The sun doesn't shine
Songs are just sub-routines
Values aside

I don't mind
I don't mind
I don't mind
How could I?
How could I?
How could I?



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth A Pattengale, Joseph Edward Ryan
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