We're all on treadmills
Seperated
Cause we can't get off
Gotta keep going
Yet we stay in place
No progress
The only change
Comes in cycles
Again, again, again, once more
Run run
Towards that lovely vague fake vision
Whatever you want
My vision's so detailed
Yours may be hazy
But we're running towards a flat screen
A scene we would never reach
Even if it existed
