Акзар Фуко - Сети - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

We are drowning on social networks, the message will fly away like the wind. This is emptiness and utopia, but not as it was perfect, but like swamps and drown. Find the “ready” to send a new message - the illusion of great love, great friendship. Then you will remember, with obscenities, your best years. It takes to another world for your curtain, on this side of your monitor, where everything has taste, but only a color picture is actually a banner behind which is only a link.

To look at a person behind the avatar, behind the web, with this three, in the world of a person with a number of points, to measure the world with a width of the bandwidth.

Power .... I connect the browser cable, familiar address ... The clock is melting ... trying to portray something, but this is all bluff, the illusion of great love ...

A march is knocked out on the keyboard, a march of new time and new culture, where ten -not -looking ten is put up, I put you +1 for a mythical paradise.

On the channels of the connections, packages with our

smiles, ...... with our attempts to be someone, but this all does not have the proper effect.

She is the illusion, the illusion of the papers of the conclusion of their books, if youphomate your hard drive and units are all your life ...

Yes, salvation will come, but it will not be soon, but for now we stupidly stare at our monitors. We will live, then put the gap, we gain meaningless "" Hello! How are you, zone? "

Power .... I connect the browser cable, familiar address ... The clock is melting ... trying to portray something, but this is all bluff, the illusion of great love ...