Lyrics of Fran's "market illusion"

Left and right is just a spot in the pipe

Lamb lost in the wrong way

Yesterday after today

Hard to distinguish * 2

Or deliberate deception

Fan ran confuses chaos

The voice rolled several times in the throat

Struggling hoarsely and whirling in vain

Meaningless tone wrapped into a cocoon

Who will be trapped in there secretly

The sound vibrated on the periosteum

Noisily, coldly, indifferently

Knowing that no work is a waste of time

No one survived, even if they were torn apart

[refers to not refers to, refers to the thing is inherent

Horse is not a horse, but a horse is a metaphor for everything

Which side are you led to

It's not choice, it's judgment

Mountains upside down

The voice rolled several times in the throat

Struggling hoarsely in vain

Meaningless tone wrapped into a cocoon

Who will be trapped in there secretly

The sound vibrated on the periosteum

Noisily, coldly, indifferently

Knowing that no work is a waste of time

No one survived, even if they were torn apart

What you hear, what you see and what you feel

The voice rolled several times in the throat

The sound vibrated on the periosteum

Perceptual analysis and inference of sensibility and rationality

The light in the pupil refracts light and dark

The taste buds on the tip of the tongue distinguish bitter from sweet

The flesh and blood under the skin is still very warm

But as false as those words

Measured, regulated, recorded time

Divided, truncated, named space

Perceptual analysis and inference of sensibility and rationality

It's a cheap lie between the markets