Void (External Theory)

	作曲 : Abilities, Eyedea
	Days turn into years. "A" students turn into dropouts
	Seeing the world from a creative angle turns into seeing it from a couch
	Orgasms become lifetimes. Bong hits turn into white lines
	A face becomes a dartboard and cardboard becomes a house
	Boys turn into men. Enemies become your friends
	Losing turns into winning and the beginning becomes the end
	Words turn into magic. Rewind becomes a habit
	Rabbits become vultures and cultures become trends
	A party becomes a funeral. Sunlight turns into cancer
	The rain turns beautiful. An unusual question becomes an answer
	Happiness becomes a cataract. A sip turns into a six-pack
	And Earth turns into Mars as my album becomes a standard
	A hero becomes a statistic. A lost soul enlisted
	The potholes are lifted as the hot coals leave you blistered
	A sickness becomes a teardrop. A cup of coffee becomes a long day
	Your best friend's guidance becomes the wrong way
	As the song plays my voice becomes the past, present, and future
	Transportation becomes pollution as humans become computers
	Time becomes space. Minds become waste
	And a person becomes less interested when a mic becomes an instrument
	An age turns into a nightmare. Love becomes hate
	The nine becomes a zero and every country becomes one state
	All you thought you knew was just a foolish assumption
	Yes, everything is something. But something is nothing

	zuò qǔ : Abilities, Eyedea
	Days turn into years. " A" students turn into dropouts
	Seeing the world from a creative angle turns into seeing it from a couch
	Orgasms become lifetimes. Bong hits turn into white lines
	A face becomes a dartboard and cardboard becomes a house
	Boys turn into men. Enemies become your friends
	Losing turns into winning and the beginning becomes the end
	Words turn into magic. Rewind becomes a habit
	Rabbits become vultures and cultures become trends
	A party becomes a funeral. Sunlight turns into cancer
	The rain turns beautiful. An unusual question becomes an answer
	Happiness becomes a cataract. A sip turns into a sixpack
	And Earth turns into Mars as my album becomes a standard
	A hero becomes a statistic. A lost soul enlisted
	The potholes are lifted as the hot coals leave you blistered
	A sickness becomes a teardrop. A cup of coffee becomes a long day
	Your best friend' s guidance becomes the wrong way
	As the song plays my voice becomes the past, present, and future
	Transportation becomes pollution as humans become computers
	Time becomes space. Minds become waste
	And a person becomes less interested when a mic becomes an instrument
	An age turns into a nightmare. Love becomes hate
	The nine becomes a zero and every country becomes one state
	All you thought you knew was just a foolish assumption
	Yes, everything is something. But something is nothing