Breathe, breathe one more time
For breathing oxygen in here is a crime
Naive and solo, but this sin city is hollow
Too much or too less but this density is to low
Oh you have gills that you can’t see
Surrounded by the strangeness and its mystery
You are where you don’t have a medicine
Wear the glasses, bright lights are pretty dim
Thank no one for the food, be harsh and brute
Cringe on yourself, humanity has forced its fruit
If there’s only a button to kill this tumor
Stay focused, to the future, don’t listen to the rumor