Emulator

Littered amongst all the rubble and soot
Lingers the scent of a girl from 2010
Effervescent, ushered into your world
So pheremonic and precious, filling the air

Stuck gazing down navel hallways
Never loved her but you loved her always
You've been praying at the altar of a cardboard cutout
The empty outline of her, so special
The energy of her could make you go fetal
Praising her inside your head is the most addictive yet

I'm living in a land of shifting sand
I'm living in a land of shifting sand

Derivative of a thought of a thought
Emulation of a ROM from 2010
Do not exist even a little bit
Clung to the ghost of a shadow of thinning air

Stuck gazing down navel hallways
Never loved her but you loved her always
You've been praying at the altar of a cardboard cutout
The empty outline of her, so special
The energy of her could make you go fetal
Praising her inside your head is the most addictive yet

I'm living in a land of shifting sand
I'm living in a land of shifting sand
I'm living in a land of shifting sand
I'm living in a land of shifting sand