Simulation

Transistors push red green blue And the foremost minds of a generation said That we're living in a simulation And after I'm gone Will anything really exist? The foremost minds of a generation said That we're living in a simulation And after I'm gone Will anything really exist? Tonight The light Arranged, organized Goodnight The light Arranged, organized And the aging minds of a generation said That we're living in god's creation And after I'm gone It's all in god's hands The aging minds of a generation said That we're living in god's creation And after I'm gone It's all in god's hands And amazon man put his dick into space And I'm driving a car breaking down X Æ A-12 is king of Mars And I'm driving my home on the ground The foremost minds of a generation said That we're living in a simulation And after I'm gone Will anything really exist? The foremost minds of a generation said That we're living in a simulation And after I'm gone Will anything really exist? And amazon man put his dick into space And I'm driving a car breaking down X Æ A-12 is king of Mars And I'm driving my home on the ground