Toothpaste colored walls, serene and silent
Fabric domes of light, twist in heaven
Monsters in the air that scream and shout
Don't fucking tell me I'm talking too loud
White light's never better than golden heat
Wake up in a lake of sweat, forget my dreams
Rotten, frozen, stuck, in my crystal lisp
My spirit's overrated, and I'm sick of it
I'm overrated and I'm sick of it