I’m your dose of karma
Your costumed drama
The cryptic scripting
That fills the static hum between our lips
I’m the hidden message
Between white knuckle tension
The futile fan base
lying in their sorrow
Is this what’s concealed
Behind the veil of real
Is this how it feels
Blind to what is real
So come and take me there
I'm the on hold deep breath
Incarcerated mindset
I’m the online human race
Cos you know there’s nothing worse than empty space
I'm the ego driven
To the altar of screen kings
Cold handshake applause
Laughing out the windows of your souls
Is this what’s concealed
Behind the veil of real
Is this how it feels
Blind to what is real
So come and take me there