WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! Who ripped the seam? WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! Can you hear me scream? WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! Was that a lazer beam!? Dudes, how many arms legs faces and finger toes? (No not Finger toes!) No no no, fingers and toes! We all good? (All good, all good.) Oh god, oh no, no no I know how this goes. Rotten easter eggs, down rabbit holes, Impossible tasks, unreachable goals, Uncanny valley, Dart won't get back, Giri no haha, and we're under attack, Curry rice toss up, try to tackle a thief, What else could go wrong? (unspoken grief) WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! (You guys can't just torch poor Tor's porch.) Yo, this is my thing. Dude, Just let me sing. (Nitey-night, sweet Sir Nite Knight…) WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! No I can't hear you scream. WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! Fight a giant ice cream! Yummy Yumé -Oishii ! Hero Burrito! More Saké! Nin'niku nitō... Wrong Dream! Curry rice - Kuso!!! (Shit, shit) (Kuso, kuso) (Oh no, no no) Wrong DREAM! The porch! Tor's porch! Poor Tor's porch is on fire! Put it out, you fools, put it out! When are you ever gonna learn? (Pass the garlic saké.) It's just a three person camp — fire! Fire! Fire! Are those toads? (Fire at will!) Loads and loads of toads!? Trebuchet wielding, organized, numbers building, These frogs are foes, (I got that feeling…), Time to go! Ninja frogs on the ceiling! Hey, hey, hey, ne, ne, ne! No, no, no, iie, iie, iie! (Dreamy dreams, Yumé, Dream Valiant…) WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! These clothes are cosplay of Victorians! WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! The sand is made of tiny scorpions! WRONG DREAM! WRONG DREAM! These clothes were not made by historians! Not a nightmare exactly, the dream is just wrong; we gathered the trio correctly with our team up song. We didn't stick the landing. This isn't Pixieland. We're working with the dream scraps that we have at hand. Body horror, is that my mother in law or a witch? Graphics are off, can an isekai have a glitch? Why are we running? Running from who? Who's psyche made this? Cuso, is that you? Okay, I think I saw Tor, he summoned the front door, I swear the camp fire must be on the front porch… Wrong. Dream. Wrong. WRONG, WRONG, WRONG, WRONG WRONG DREAM!
