Текст песни 101 a.m. - Pixel

Pixel me! Pixel me!
In your straightforward world, draw me!

I would invite you to a healthy lifestyle-patihard,
Vegan patihard,
Hardcore patihard,
Any other non-moral patihard.
But after all, in your subpixels someone is wrong again,
And, having torn karma,
Roll up your sleeve
Unleashing rage on Gorilla Glass
You will sleep through reality again and again
Not noticing the crowd of Buddhas around him.
Troll-verbiage with a hump from the likes-viruses
In a lively party - like a rotting nail in the garden ...

Pixel me! Pixel me!
In your straightforward world, draw me!

Thumbs up -
Replacing all the joys
Recognition, fame and success
Among invisible friends.
The illusion of publicity
Eight bits of personality
Without a shadow of kindness and ethics,
Your own in a flock of lonely zeros ...

Pixel me! Pixel me!
In your straightforward world, draw me!

We're all digital addicts ...
Silicon-lined pockets ...
A good pixel is a broken pixel, but we are all digital addicts.
The pixelated atman will one day crash and reset the entire infinity of the gamut.

Pixel me! Pixel me!
In your straightforward world, draw me!