Dimension Reduction

歌詞

She's been fighting against him For her own right and faith She says "That's a red cube" And never doubts that's true Seeing what he's seeing He's been fighting with her For what he believes It looks blue ball to his eyes And he never doubts that's true Seeing what she's seeing What color do you see? Is it cube or ball in your eyes? We are seeing the same thing But once it's reconstructed in each brain It changes to a different form Worlds are created by observation It seems red, it seems blue It's a cube, it's a ball We're observers, each men, each worlds Every right, every sight We are trapped, but we can't see the gyve It's so hard to even take the first step We are chained, it ties our eyes Standing bias, we'll find ourselves in dead end It's so hard to know the real color We believe what we see is the true world (We believe) We never doubt and deny it (But it's) But it's the dimension-reducted world 3D to 2D Downmixed world We're living in the same place, at the same time (But we're) But we're seeing the different each worlds (Each world) Different justice for different every world (Their own justice) Conflicting justices will never cross (Some fight) Some fight by words, some fight by their might They gotta (They gotta) win to prove their own justice They're in lasting wars We never doubt what we're seeing by our own eyes We're just blind believers We can't see real shape We don't know real color But we keep fighting "foes" Though they're seeing the same thing Every right, every sight We are trapped, but we can't see the gyve It's so hard to even take the first step We are chained, it ties our eyes Standing bias, we'll find ourselves in dead end It's so hard to know the real color Go high up, get a birds-eye view Slip off your lenses You can see the real form of our world We all are trapped We all are biased Seeing only aspects Being shown altered sight What's the God? What's the devil? What's the right? What's the wrongness? It's the hero for some, it's the knave for some We can't see, we don't know Birds flying in the air knows the truth The Real shape and color of our world Every right, every sight We are trapped, but we can't see the gyve It's so hard to even take the first step We are chained, it ties our eyes Standing bias, we'll find ourselves in dead end It's so hard to know the real color We believe what we see is the true world (We believe) It's hard to doubt and deny it (But it's) But it's the downmixed world (Downmixed) It's just dimension-reducted (Reducted) What does the world look like? (Do you) Do you really believe that's the true shape? (Really believe?) We can't see the real form, real color We are trapped, we are chained If we can take a step, off the lense, get to the other side We'll see it