Eternal upgrading standards
Unreachble but still we aim to become anything but ourselves
We accept everything though it rapes
We accept everything though it kills
Now I search for truth in all that I got left and I'll find salvation in
Me
This world demands perfection
They're killing us everyday
They're raping our mind with false hope of a happier existence
I'll rather be imperfect of perfection
Life is pushed aside
Profit held so high
Unreacheble