(Verse 1) The streetlights flicker in the hazy afternoon A distorted sun hangs like a plastic moon The faces in the crowd are all a perfect smile They've been walking the same loop for a while I see a glitch in the window, a brief ripple in the glass A flicker of a truth that was never meant to last The colors are too perfect, the air is too still And I'm the only one who feels this manufactured chill (Chorus) 'Cause I'm living in the lines, in the data stream A manufactured dream, a digital machine I can see the green light glowing, where the real world used to be Yeah, I'm just another soul plugged into the machine (Another soul, plugged in) (Verse 2) The weather forecast says it's sunny, but the air feels wrong to me The news report is perfect, a flawless symphony I try to touch the pavement, and it feels a little thin Like I'm walking on a pattern that's about to begin (about to begin) Maybe I'm just paranoid, from the stories that I've read Or maybe the simulation's gotten into my head But the echoes of a question, they follow me around "Is this really all there is, or just a programmed sound?" (Chorus) 'Cause I'm living in the lines, in the data stream A manufactured dream, a digital machine I can see the green light glowing, where the real world used to be Yeah, I'm just another soul plugged into the machine (Another soul, plugged in) (Verse 3) They say ignorance is bliss, but I don't believe that's true Not when you've seen the wires, and you know what they can do I'm searching for a backdoor, a loophole in the code A chance to break the cycle, and lighten this heavy load (Chorus) 'Cause I'm living in the lines, in the data stream A manufactured dream, a digital machine I can see the green light glowing, where the real world used to be Yeah, I'm just another soul plugged into the machine (Another soul, plugged in) (Plugging in... still)
