Eight bits...
Eight bits...
Every day I look the same,
and the sun is always shining.
I look out, and there is 3D.
I keep looking down and miss my shadow.
Every day my hair is fine,
but one dot keeps changing colors.
I know my heritage is noble,
but still I feel like I'm a clone.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be,
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be,
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits...
I look out and everything's too fast for me,
and I feel there must be more.
Every day I dream of where I've come from,
now I know I'm just an emulation.
The next time I see the serial cable,
I jump on the train and leave this world.
Now I'm an original, I'm like my ancestors,
and my hair is finally all yellow.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be.
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be.
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be.
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be.
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits are enough for me.
This is not where I should be.
My life is more than information.
I want a life beyond emulation.
Eight bits...