WYSIATI

I try
To play
A game of taking all away
And make it difficult for you to point at my mistakes
The part
That goes along your sweet perfume
Creates realities of smoke around your System 2
Live a little, baby
No one got your pride
No one changed your paradigm

With the troubles over
There is little sense
To react to the suspense
All the circumstances
Seem to be at peace
What you see is all there is

Your mind
Plays tricks
Consistency prevails this trip
Allow your consciousness to break the rules and miss a beat
This time
Complete the facts with what you know
Don't buy that shit and think about whatever you've been told
Love a lot now, honey
As you did before
In your room and on my floor

With the troubles over
There is little sense
To react to the suspense
When all the circumstances
Seem to be intact
You can't figure out the facts

And I make mistakes
You know
Messing with your thoughts
I flow
And then
We create a world
In which we see
All there really is

With the troubles over
There is little sense
To react to the suspense
All the circumstances
Seem to be at peace
What you see is all there is



Credits
Writer(s): Nikolay Ivanov
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