Autopulver Pagan
communication for our generation
we place our advertisement under lost and found
another empty-minded youth-utopia
decompression of depressive minds at work
a status bar is peaking, erasing what's left of us
non-royal czar
that's what you are
unfaithfully dying
at night you strife
computed life
pagan
we're signing up for classes in believing
a substitute for memories of lost and found
remembering the friends of "no importance"
distance
our graduation verifies our loneliness
and all we are is wordless and shallow, an endless loop
(communication for our generation)
non-royal czar
that's what you are
foul superstar
