Nightmare illusion, nicotine backlash
Walking on thin ice, bleeding from broken glass
Burning the blue skies, they're turning green to me
Line-breaks and timequakes
I'm an illusion stranger, Haha! I'm a charade
I want you to push me over the brink
Don't want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we're going
Lodged in life
Like branches in a river
Flowing downstream, caught in the current
I carry you, you'll carry me
That's how it could be
Don't you know me? Don't you know me by now?
a reason to rhyme about revelations in real-time
