Do you still believe the world is what it seems?
As we slip inside our dreams the world becomes what it seems
As we slip inside out dreams the world becomes what we wanted
From the time you developed from a single cell
The world tries to force you in predetermined form
Of all the things that you could be
If you were free
Reality's the fallacy
Of what you choose to see
Believe in everything or nothing f** it all
The mind believes what the mind believes it sees
Break it off and then apart it's all in me
The world decides what it wants and what it wants to be
Everything you think is now predictable
The beauty of it is, is that it's that simple
Reality is infinite and impossible
Yet here are, you can believe what you want or don't