求&影 (Q And A)

Dizzy
What do we do about the questions?
What do we do about point P?
What if I just copy the answers?
What do we do about life?

Eazy
What do we do about idols?
What do we do about faith?
Living by rough logic, right?
Looks like you’re a lonely boy fighting it out.

Dizzy
Bad paradox
Totally tangled up
Even if you act famous, it’s super weird
Passing grade seasoning.

Eazy
What if I bail out?
What if I get greedy?
With a little devil vibe, I’m at my limit today
Darling.

Twenty percent more
Lightning flash
I really hate it
Left foot
So damn annoying.

But seriously?
High expectations
I want to tie you up
If it’s fake, then
It’s just empty, right?

I want to atone, want to see you, come through the media
No diagnosis, but my chest hurts
Truly weak will, strange and bizarre
Can’t do anything, but it’s still vague.

Feels like I can’t breathe, meaning gathering
Like I’m being blocked from it all
Sorry for gathering so much Q.E.D.
Proof.

The truth gets closer, but that’s a lie
Only frustrating words are unraveling
Getting closer to humanity, but that’s supposedly a lie
Let’s redo it with equations.

Maybe
What do we do about love?
Mostly, we depend on it
What do we do with all these holes in the answers?
Don’t worry, mistakes happen.

Easy
What if we drift apart?
Hitting with money
It’s a cycle connected by applause, right?
Let’s pick up on the deep meanings, it’s so loud.

No place to go, that’s tough, it’s unbearable
No diagnosis, but questioning the difference in believing God, no matter how much I ask, there’s no answer
If you can’t fill it by flattering, then it’s still not enough.

Eating each other with meaning, the distance of charm
Contradicting, the play is dirty
I don’t want to see it anymore, it’s all tangled up Q.E.D.
Proof.

Getting closer to the end, this is the foundation
Want to save it, but it’s spilling out to ideals
Getting closer to conspiracy, this is supposedly the key
In reality, if you deceive and consume it.

I want to keep dreaming, that’s the future
The reality is a frenzy, and if it cools down, it’s a hassle
I want to show you dreams, a withered corpse
If you indulge and fill it, it’s pleasure.

Taking over and solving
The cause is bitter
Corrupted thoughts are suffering.

Rising up and collapsing
A secret machine
Worshipped and happy.

I want to atone, want to see you, come through the media
No diagnosis, but my chest hurts
Truly weak will, strange and bizarre
Can’t do anything, but it’s still vague.

Feels like I can’t breathe, meaning gathering
Like I’m being blocked from it all
Sorry for gathering so much Q.E.D. -D-D-D-D-D-D
Proof.

The truth gets closer, but that’s a lie
Only frustrating words are unraveling
Getting closer to humanity, but that’s supposedly a lie
Junk with emotions.

I want to keep dreaming, that’s the future
The reality is a frenzy, and if it cools down, it’s a hassle
I want to show you dreams, a withered corpse
Indulge in the frenzy and consume it.