
STONE COLD SOBER (Progressive Phonk Fusion Drop) (Remix)
Borrowed vision from the void, borrowed sight from open eyes Once you’ve tasted what is real, you can’t go back to pretty lies Saw the edges of the drawing where the paper starts to fray Pulled the curtain back and watched their colors fade away From small towns up to towers made of glass They keep painting over cracks so the truth won’t ever show But the ink is bleeding through every shiny screen and plan You can’t unknow the feeling when the mask slips off the man. [Chorus][Breakdown] But the cartoons keep on dancing in the artificial light Where the facts are bent like shadows on the ceiling of the night They’re laughing in the static while the world is catching fire Living in a daydream staying in their ivory tower They’re floating in a bubble where thesky is always blue But I’m drowning in the colors of a harder, harsher truth Yeah, some people stay asleep in their neon painted clover While I’m wide awake and feeling stone-cold sober. [Breakdown] [Verse 2] Elliott’s got his goggles on kaleidoscope in every lens Swears the world is simple, just believe the latest trends Says the lines are all in crayon and the rules are all a game If the story doesn’t fit, he just rewrites another frame He’s driving through the headlines like they’re billboards in the rain Never letting any meaning make a mark or leave a stain But I can’t unsee the fault lines can’t unhear the buried cries Every shattered little truth is burning bright behind my eyes. [Chorus] ‘Cause the cartoons keep on dancing in the artificial light Where the facts are bent like shadows onthe ceiling of the night They’re laughing in the static while the world is catching fire Living in a daydream staying in their ivory tower They’re floating in a bubble where the sky is always blue But I’m drowning in the colors of a harder,harsher truth Yeah, some people stay asleep in their neon painted clover While I’m wide awake and feeling stone-cold sober. [Bridge] My mind is running hot, and my spirit’s running dry Staring at the pixels, asking heaven, “Tell me why?” It’s a cruel, sick joke when the truth cuts through the show Once the frame has cracked, there’s nowhere softer left to go. [Guitar Solo] [Breakdown] (Soaring, psychedelic electric and synth lead) [Outro] May 2026. Still blinking in the light. Still carrying what I’ve known. Wide awake and sober. [Outro] [Fade Out]

