The Same Games Repeated Countless Times Songtext
von Colligere

The same games repeated countless times until they become "personality"
Then I don′t remember anymore how to be creative invent ways to escape boredom and routine
When I was a child I've set up my toys and created my stories with more imagination
Did the world lose all the great things? Or did I lose the capacity to see new things? No

We were transformed in ordered tools that repeat the same incessant sound
My games have repeated and they look more and more like everything around
Until the point I knew so little about myself that I needed to turn on TV to know what to do
Seeking satisfaction we arrested our senses
We trade the pleasure in our bodies for the illusion of mind