Diztence - Mad World

Описание: The cinematic Rock song is a cry of despair against a "mad world" that forces people to become mechanical, numb, and "invisible" to survive. It asks if the cost of our modern existence—the trading of our hearts for safety—is worth it.

Lyrics:

Neglected places
Familiar faces
No sensation
Just sedation

Worn-out streets under hollow skies
Vivid flickers in dying eyes
Familiar faces in grayscale tones
Speaking words like dial-up drones

Ticking clocks in a fractured mind
Every second left behind
Static hearts in human frames
Calling life by different names

I wake up but I’m not awake
Breathing air that feels so fake
Every smile a thin disguise
Ashes falling from the skies

It’s a mad world — spinning out of control
Cold circuits wired through my soul
We’re mechanical, invisible
Screaming but inaudible

It’s a mad world — painted in grey
Dreams decay day by day
I’m trapped inside this silent cry
Alive, but I don’t feel alive

Playground ghosts in fractured light
Childhood fading out of sight
Echoes from a younger scream
Buried underneath routine

Coffee cups and empty trains
Recycled thoughts in narrow lanes
We perform, comply, repeat
Hearts in sync with deadened beat

Every morning feels the same
Different mask, identical name
Numb enough to make it through
Too exhausted to feel the truth

It’s a mad world — spinning out of control
Cold circuits wired through my soul
We’re mechanical, invisible
Screaming but inaudible

It’s a mad world — painted in grey
Dreams decay day by day
I’m trapped inside this silent cry
Alive, but I don’t feel alive

Tell me where the colors went
Tell me where the child was sent
Did we trade our beating hearts
For survival in these parts?

Heavy lies the quiet mind
Haunted by what’s left behind
We learned to function, not to feel
Built our cages out of steel

Worn-out places
Familiar faces
No sensation
Just sedation

Running, running — nowhere to go
Living fast but dying slow

It’s a mad world — tearing at the seams
Drowning in synthetic dreams
Digital gods and silent screams
Nothing here is what it seems

It’s a mad world — can’t escape the sound
Of hearts that barely make a pound
If this is life we’re living for
Why does it feel like something’s torn?

Mad world…
Cold world…
Hold on…
Or let go…