[Intro – slightly hazy guitar, melodic bass, restrained punk drums] [Verse 1 – melodic female punk vocal] Standing in a supermarket, don't remember getting here, Looking for a fucking toothbrush, but they only sell chandeliers. Guy behind the counter looks exactly like my dad, Except he's speaking fluent French and wearing something fucking mad. Walk outside, it's somehow midnight, sun is hanging overhead, There's a staircase through a building that I'm pretty sure was red. Something doesn't sit right. Something's bending at the seams. Hold my nose. Try to breathe— I can fucking breathe. [Instrumental surge – full band explodes into fast punk] [Pre-Chorus – excited shout-singing] OH SHIT! I KNOW THIS! I KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS! EVERYBODY HOLD THE FUCK ON— I'M IN A FUCKING DREAM! [Chorus – huge euphoric punk vocal] REALITY CHECK! AND REALITY FAILED! GRAVITY'S OPTIONAL! PHYSICS JUST GOT CANCELLED! REALITY CHECK! NOW THE WHOLE WORLD'S MINE! IF NONE OF THIS IS FUCKING REAL— I'M GONNA HAVE A FUCKING GOOD TIME! [Fast bright guitar riff] [Verse 2 – rapid excited melodic vocal] First thing: flying. Obviously. Jump straight off a roof. Drop about three fucking floors before my brain accepts the truth. Then I'm up! Above the houses! Holy shit, this actually works! Bank hard left above the traffic, wave at several confused birds. Land somewhere I've never been, decide I want the coast instead, Open up the nearest doorway— there's an ocean there instead. Walk straight through a concrete wall, come out somewhere upside down, Then decide I wanna sprint at fucking Mach ten through the town. [Pre-Chorus – building excitement] Don't get excited! Keep it stable! Take it slowly! Stay aware! [Shout-sung] YEAH, THAT SOUNDS REALLY FUCKING BORING! LET'S GO THERE! [Chorus – bigger] REALITY CHECK! AND REALITY FAILED! EVERY FUCKING LAW OF NATURE JUST GOT THROWN OFF THE RAILS! REALITY CHECK! NOTHING HERE SAYS NO! IF THE WORLD CAN'T FUCKING STOP ME— LET'S FIND OUT HOW FAR IT GOES! [Instrumental Break – fast melodic guitar lead, pounding drums] [Verse 3 – dense rapid punk vocal] Make the buildings twice as tall, turn the pavement into glass, Pull the moon down close enough to watch the fucking thing go past. Change the night into a morning, change it back because I can, Make a mountain from the pavement, put a forest where I stand. Some dream stranger tells me, “You can't do that.” That's adorable. Watch me. Leap straight through the fucking ceiling, come out somewhere underneath. Run so fast the houses smear, jump a river, clear a street, Then remember I've been meaning to try something fucking stupid— [Shout-sung] IF THIS IS MY DREAM, LET'S FUCKING USE IT! [Bridge – warm melodic punk, instrumentation briefly opens up] Then everything goes quiet. Colours flicker at the edge. I know that fucking feeling. Dream is hanging by a thread. Rub my hands. Touch the pavement. Look around and stay aware. Not yet. I've got a whole world and I'm still fucking here. [Band rapidly rebuilds] [Final Verse – fast euphoric vocal] So one more flight above the rooftops! One more impossible turn! One more door to somewhere random! One more sky I wanna burn! One more sprint across the skyline! One more jump without a floor! Every second getting thinner— I just wanna steal one more! [Final Chorus – massive euphoric punk vocal] REALITY CHECK! AND REALITY FAILED! I HAD THE WHOLE FUCKING UNIVERSE AND NOTHING WAS OFF-LIMITS! REALITY CHECK! I KNOW I'LL WAKE UP SOON! SO I'M FLYING TILL THE WHOLE THING BREAKS AND I WAKE UP IN MY ROOM! REALITY CHECK! ONE LAST LOOK AROUND! ONE LAST SECOND WITH MY FEET NOWHERE NEAR THE FUCKING GROUND! [Final soaring guitar riff] [Outro – energetic melodic vocal] Eyes open. Morning. Ceiling where it should be. Fuck. [Final hit]
