Step in the silt, pop the radio and shit Like an acid cave, you see no grip You speak of fantasy and I breathe it life for you Blurry vision, but it's a nice view Daylight, just something to get through Late night, when my dreams feel true Speak of fantasy and I breathe it life for you Blurry vision, but it's a nice view Daylight, just something to get through Late night, when my dreams feel true I can still remember when the music reappeared Yeah, I can still remember the breath on my ear Ever lose track how many lives you've lived for years Feel something, then you watch it disappear I don't know, I don't know, I don't know Goes to show, never know where I'm at What's more real, never mind, it's conceivable Don't wanna feel too much, at times I feel too much Step in the silt, pop the radio and shit Like an acid cave, you see no grip You speak of fantasy and I breathe it life for you Blurry vision, but it's a nice view Daylight, just something to get through Late night, when my dreams feel true Speak of fantasy and I breathe it life for you Blurry vision, but it's a nice view Daylight, just something to get through Late night, when my dreams feel true Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Speak of fantasy and I breathe it life for you Blurry vision, but it's a nice view