Cubic' [L/R]ock

"Let sleeping dogs lie," I said
And escaped into a digital neverland
On the other side of the monitor, I search for "the reason I'm out of place"
With every revelation, I see myself
What should I do to shine?
Where should I go to find it?
When will I be able to change?
Why is it so cold here?

The burning sun scorches my white skin
I want to make a shocking amount of noise
Outside of the square window
There was always a right hand that I wanted to take me away

I don't do a single thing, so I don't lose anything
There's no way I can grasp anything
Even if I lost it, there's a left hand that can search for it

I pretend to be unlucky, but I can still fight
One, two, the regrets pile up
Notice, notice the sound of my heart smoking
It's a good day for tears, the pain turns to warmth

The burning sun scorches me summer-colored
I want to make a shocking amount of noise
Here today repeats yesterday
The days I was lost, searching for something important
Were in no way a waste
In the middle of my end roll
I turn my back on the screen