Lyrics

[Spoken Verse: Bray Wyatt] Sometimes it feels just like a dream The weaving out and in between What you really are and what they see Staring into blurry screens You learn to love the reverie To disassociate from suffering To build your own reality A headjack into fantasy The deepest darkest dopamine Autonomous, sublime, serene Our disinfected new machine The ones we love, the air we breathe Polluted by a new disеase It stalks us down but we cannot hide So draw thе curtains and close your eyes Open up And let it back inside