electro screens of light

and poppy-colored brights

I'm floating on air

pink fluffy dinosaurs

tremendously hardcore

I'm floating again

this fake fir place

won't warm my soul nor face

but still I'm floating

again

hypnosis releases brakes

make you do things you usually fake

it makes you float

again

those bitten by the wild

will live on

but those who used to bite

have gone

golden mirror on the wall

will make our lives less dull

we'll be floating through the day

all our money's almost gone

but still we live the life we want

we are floating through the day

those bitten by the wild

will live on

but those who used to bite

have gone