Sigh. .. (lol) This world is exhausting! Reality totally sucks! Screw it. I’m going to just rest here and block it all out. Hmmm... The sun is so warm. I could just... Colours fill every single inch of my vision Purple plants growing with a perfect precision The sky is a blue that makes turquoise look gray An intense neon rainbow is leading the way I reach for my forehead to move back my hair But cute furry paws are the only things there Must be a dream, so I shake myself awake But the cartoon landscape refuses to break I jump to my feet and I look all around Laughter and children, a beautiful sound A bunny, a bear, a skunk, a raccoon Skipping much closer under a sun-shaped balloon They frolic, they smile, they invite me to play But I freeze on the spot as they wander my way [Chorus] How is this real? It’s awe-inspiring, surreal But haunted eyes are blinding what I feel Are beautiful lies better than ugly truths? Is safety worth losing the world that you knew? I wander right toward them, they seem cute and safe They lead me to water, a crystal-clear place A source of all life and a mirror to see I look at the glass and it’s shocking to me Oh my god, I’m a beaver, the symbol of home A Canadian woman completely alone I look like the rest, but I don’t fit the part With a real human brain and a mechanical heart [Chorus ] How is this real? It’s awe-inspiring, surreal But haunted eyes are blinding what I feel Are beautiful lies better than ugly truths? Is safety worth losing the world that you knew? I enter the water, I glide and I swim So freeing, so fast, on a whimsical whim Nothing else matters, the weight is all gone Until I break surface and look at the lawn They’re standing in circles, they’re staring right down A hundred bright animals framing the town Are they friend? Are they foe? Why the identical smirk?There's an ominous glare where the pleasantries lurk They're plastic, they're fake, and I don't belong I'm a real-world outsider trapped in their song [Chorus] How is this real? It’s awe-inspiring, surreal But haunted eyes are blinding what I feel Are beautiful lies better than ugly truths? I chose the illusion, now look at the proof The rainbow is bleeding, the pastel is paint The sugar is heavy, the air is too faint A plastic utopia, a pastel mistake How do I shatter the glass to awake? I ran from the dark to a world made of gold But beautiful lies are just cages grown old. I regret the sweet sleep. I regret the escape. Give me the ugly... Give me the truth... Before I turn fake.
