Spectrum

Is like running from the city

while everybody is sleeping,

there is a lot of lights blinding my eyes,

I can see silhoutes everywhere,

the cars dont even notice me,

I feel like a maniqui,

I am plastic but fantastic,

I can´t speak, I can´t move,

they designed me,

they designed you,

they design them,

to be like me,

to be like you,

to be like them,

is like a beam of light,

flashing inside my core,

while I am move fast and slow,

thinking about the spectrum.