[id:$00000000] [ti:Alienation] [ar:MyGrain] [al:Signs Of Existence] [by:] [00:00.00]Alienation (Album Version) - MyGrain [00:30.09]Define my conscience what is real [00:32.52]Characterize the ways world disappears [00:34.69]I try but I can't decide from reality and fantasy [00:39.09]Glittering darkness room by room [00:41.47]Nothing satisfies as I enter bloom [00:43.64]Fear my world so puzzled and mystified [00:45.80]Stage of pleasure and pain is what I hide behind my eyes [00:50.68]My inability to feel real [00:55.49]Hyperreality feeds me [00:59.67]Falling into my secret window [01:03.58]As I walk the Earth unhallowed [01:10.89]Anything everything [01:12.70]Tricking conscience what I've seen [01:14.71]Detached from engagement of emotions [01:17.57]Meaningless identical devotions [01:19.76]Rapidly taking any given shape [01:22.20]Filtered experience - Depicted in hate [01:25.13]Your demons - my angels [01:27.39]Capsized parallel dream world [01:30.37]Parting ways to breathe to be alive [01:34.14]Crusade of perfect stranger [01:36.64]Disconnect the splendor [01:39.19]Alienations steers 'til the end [02:19.05]Split apart from a faculty of mind [02:21.63]Non-existent world in a glimpse of an eye [02:28.00]Simulation of something to never exist [02:30.53]This authentic fake - Mind misled [02:55.24]Light years away from here [02:59.00]Hyperspace to escape my fear [03:04.04]Simulation of familiar place [03:07.93]Reproduction of empty appearance [03:24.88]My inability to feel real [03:29.24]Hyperreality feeds me [03:33.58]Falling into my secret window [03:37.64]As I walk the Earth unhallowed [03:40.97]Your demons - my angels [03:43.23]Capsized parallel dream world [03:46.31]Parting ways to breathe to be alive [03:49.98]Crusade of perfect stranger [03:52.95]Disconnect the splendor [03:55.23]Alienations steers 'til the end [03:59.18]Your demons - my angels [04:45.43]I'm sick of spewing my words out [04:48.52]So puzzled that I won't wake up [04:53.24]I'm sick of spewing my words out [04:57.13]So puzzled that I won't wake up