Welcome to Delusion
The city that's all in our heads
A fooling mind and a foolish heart are the only tickets in
The streets are unstable and nebulous
Everything is man-made
The air is a mixture of hallucinigens, anethetics, and GHB
So how did we arrive here?
Not by distorted self-image
But by trying to mend our porcelain love, too shattered to be what it was
Splurge on a beautiful doll
And let's mash her on the floor
And then waste time sitting on that floor, attempting to mask the mess
We'll do this again and again
Until we approach rationality
Then pack out bags, leave one another, and stray onto the next city