The cold act, the conflict
The thought of a system or a network does not excite me at all
For and with another person
Why can't you see that?
You are the proof of me
And I am the proof of you
Can you not see that?
The fear of derogating time
Of derogating us
All of your codifications
They have a beginning
They have an end
They reproduce carefully
It is hard to materialize my love for you
Why is there never space for those things
In the flexibilty of your time?
It is buried
It is buried in technology
Why can't you see that?
What are we talking about in this very moment
A linguistic sign
You are a linguistic sign
A ficition and a simulation
Why can't you see that?
The only thing capabale of hurting you
Is technology
Is the image
Is your name
Baal & Mortimer - Atopos Lyrics
Baal & Mortimer - Atopos Lyrics
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The cold act, the conflict
The thought of a system or a network does not excite me at all
For and with another person
Why can't you see that?
You are the proof of me
And I am the proof of you
Can you not see that?
The fear of derogating time
Of derogating us
All of your codifications
They have a beginning
They have an end
They reproduce carefully
It is hard to materialize my love for you
Why is there never space for those things
In the flexibilty of your time?
It is buried
It is buried in technology
Why can't you see that?
What are we talking about in this very moment
A linguistic sign
You are a linguistic sign
A ficition and a simulation
Why can't you see that?
The only thing capabale of hurting you
Is technology
Is the image
Is your name
The thought of a system or a network does not excite me at all
For and with another person
Why can't you see that?
You are the proof of me
And I am the proof of you
Can you not see that?
The fear of derogating time
Of derogating us
All of your codifications
They have a beginning
They have an end
They reproduce carefully
It is hard to materialize my love for you
Why is there never space for those things
In the flexibilty of your time?
It is buried
It is buried in technology
Why can't you see that?
What are we talking about in this very moment
A linguistic sign
You are a linguistic sign
A ficition and a simulation
Why can't you see that?
The only thing capabale of hurting you
Is technology
Is the image
Is your name