Mirage Lyrics

Words hinder it

Never been a poet

Wake up get a bag

Go home pass out from the stress

Early mornings for minimum wage

Cause I have my needs to pay

Use whatever makes the days easier

Then I gotta do it all over

It ain't real

It's a mirage

I ain't here

In the sauce

It helps me paint what I'm missing and what's clear

All the finer details of what's truly real

But I still cant describe what dependence is or how it really feels

I scream into the void but the echo's sound too deep

Paint a mural from the vibrations of the screams

Transparent but hard not to be

If I get to paradise before you I'll save you a seat

It's just staring back at me

It's just staring right at me