Simulation Breakdown

Simulation breakdown
Floating in the fake now
Simulation breakdown
Floating in the fake now

I can feel the lines
Of code controlling lives
Saw my dead friend fly by two times
Last night
The world bent
As I stared from my bed
Losing track of the things that I've said
Why aren't they where I left?
Is my grip slipping fast?
I can feel a cold breeze whipping past

Please tell me I'm wrong
Please tell me I'm wrong
Please tell me I'm wrong
'Cause I can feel the

Simulation breakdown
Floating in the fake now
Simulation breakdown
Can you help me get my self out?

Simulation breakdown
Floating in the fake now
Simulation breakdown
Can you help me get my self out?

Take my hand please
There is no grand scheme
Understand these
Thoughts are wrong
You've been gone too long

So take a step back
And let yourself breathe
Don't beat your self
With no apologies

Don't tell me I'm wrong
Don't tell me I'm wrong
Don't tell me I'm wrong
'Cause I can feel the

Simulation breakdown
Floating in the fake now
Simulation breakdown
Can you help me get my self out?

Simulation breakdown
Floating in the fake now
Simulation breakdown
Can you help me get my self out?

Can you help me get my self out?



Credits
Writer(s): John Leslie Shankman
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