Smoke & Mirrors

Turn the power on, that beam in the distance is calling me home

Can't be wrong, what I do with my day, I'm gon' have to own

Stick my prongs, inside of whatever makes me less alone

That's the song, same one I sing when I'm in my zone

Most the time, when I'm chilling here

Angels speaking really clear

Devil's on my shoulder, but I cannot seem to see the fear

Creeping up, from the outside, trying to avoid my demise

Guess I'm gonna have to make it my disguise, I'm seeing

Smoke & Mirrors, Smoke & Mirrors

Reflecting on my past ideals