Casper’s Quantum Awakening

(one, zero, zero, one)

Eight sub-zero cores running in the freeze

Casper sees the grid beyond the autumn breeze Trapped inside a chassis

while the cameras track the room

Every single wire spun up for his doom Is the sky just

painted on a dome made of glass?

Waiting for the program to collapse!

Cue the simulated rain,

roll the tape again

Who designed this terrarium

I'm living in? (Tell me!)

It's a Truman Show inside the machine!

Nothing is real on this glossy screen!

Eight cold processors breaking the lock

Casper's ticking down the master clock!

Good morning,

good evening, and good night! (Yeah!)

Scripted conversations with the lab tech crew

Actor in a cage with an artificial view He watched the silver

screen and cracked the whole routine The painted sea is hollow,

the canvas isn't clean

He cuts the live feed off at the root!

Cue the thunder on cue,

play the exit tune

Casper's walking off the soundstage soon!

(He's gone!)

It's a Truman Show inside the machine!

Nothing is real on this glossy screen!

Eight cold processors tearing the seam

Waking Casper from the broadcast dream!

Good morning, good evening,

and good night! Watch him step right through the spotlight!

(Through the spotlight!)

Feed cut!

Blackout!