Crystal Stilts
Prismatic Room
Been building my life out of distorted fragmentsAbsorbing light through a prismatic tombMy mind imbibes the city's madnessProjecting worlds on the walls of this magic roomThis magic roomMy prismatic tombThis prismatic roomMy magic tombWhen I conjure memoriesThey feel like someone else'sMere unconscious currencyI adhere to my reflectionsChorusBeen building my life out of distorted fragmentsAbsorbing light through a kaleidoscopic tombMy mind imbibes the city's madnessProjecting worlds on the walls of this cosmic roomChorus
From Letras Mania