Mirage

Ask not what the meaning is
Prob too deep and there is irony
Like the pupil of a goats eye leaves one wondering
But we're still swimming in the wanderlust

Mirage
It's a mirage
Come and massage my eyes
Mirage
It's a mirage
Come and massage my eyes

Catch a glimpse of the wanderlust
From the subway air so dank it makes you sweat
While a young boy prances with an orange ball
It's essentially an imaginable

Mirage
It's a mirage
Come and massage my eyes
Mirage
It's a mirage
Come and massage my eyes



Credits
Writer(s): Nicol Oliver, Nicol Alexander
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