Emulator

Littered amongst all the rubble and soot Lingers the scent of a girl from 2010 Effervescent, ushered into your world So pheremonic and precious, filling the air Stuck gazing down navel hallways Never loved her but you loved her always You've been praying at the altar of a cardboard cutout The empty outline of her, so special The energy of her could make you go fetal Praising her inside your head is the most addictive yet I'm living in a land of shifting sand I'm living in a land of shifting sand Derivative of a thought of a thought Emulation of a ROM from 2010 Do not exist even a little bit Clung to the ghost of a shadow of thinning air Stuck gazing down navel hallways Never loved her but you loved her always You've been praying at the altar of a cardboard cutout The empty outline of her, so special The energy of her could make you go fetal Praising her inside your head is the most addictive yet I'm living in a land of shifting sand I'm living in a land of shifting sand I'm living in a land of shifting sand I'm living in a land of shifting sand