This Isn't New Lyrics

It's the space between reality and a fever dream

A dark room with a glow

It never truly falls asleep

It's multisensory

It makes itself our home by using images we already see

It shouldn't be that obscene

It organizes nature so that we don't have to think

Enhances experiences

Makes monsters out of ink

Don't want to blink

Escaping it all to walk along the sharpest brink

It's impossible to sink when your

Irises are turning pink

You truly do believe that you could walk for days

And not decay

Circuit boards have become the supplement of the suns rays

To whose dismay?

It will make you let down your guard and tell you everything's okay

The painter has their say

It all makes you stay

We really should be treating this with care

But there's no one who would dare

How long could I sit and stare?

Is it worth our despair?

I swear there's something in the air

And it's not something they'd declare

We can only hope that the illusion won't tear

We'll never bear