Crystal Stilts Prismatic Room
Been building my life out of distorted fragments
Absorbing light through a prismatic tomb
My mind imbibes the city's madness
Projecting worlds on the walls of this magic room
This magic room
My prismatic tomb
This prismatic room
My magic tomb
When I conjure memories
They feel like someone else's
Mere unconscious currency
I adhere to my reflections
In this magic room
My prismatic tomb
This prismatic room
My magic tomb
Been building my life out of distorted fragments
Absorbing light through a kaleidoscopic tomb
My mind imbibes the city's madness
Projecting worlds on the walls of this cosmic room
This cosmic room
My prismatic room
This prismatic room
My magic room
