"Digitale Roes" (Digital High) A haunting levenslied/cyberpunk hybrid about someone addicted to neural coffee shop experiences who can no longer distinguish between virtual memories and real ones. The lyrics explore the tragedy of choosing artificial happiness over authentic human pain, told through the lens of someone losing themselves one virtual hit at a time. [Lyrics] I remember summer rain on cobblestone streets Or was that level seven, where the neon bleeds? Your laugh echoes through these coffee shop walls But I can't tell if you're real or just code that calls Lost in the glow, can't find my way Digital dreams or yesterday Mother's voice singing lullabies so sweet Now she's pixels in my neural retreat The tulips in Vondelpark used to bloom so bright Or maybe that's just premium content tonight Lost in the glow, can't find my way Digital dreams or yesterday Your hands in mine felt warm and real But the connection fee shows on my bill Amsterdam canals or datastream flow I'm drowning here but I can't let go Wat is echt en wat is droom? In deze digitale room Lost in the glow, can't find my way Digital dreams steal yesterday