Everything I see is me Everything seems real or something between Fabricated worlds of light Pulsing through the fabrics of what is time Are you really who you think you are Are you just a product from a star Do you really trust all of the things you say Do you really feel all of this pain Meaningless does not describe The other side of what it is we can't see Climbing it's way up your spine Dissipating right before both your eyes Do you think that there's a way back home From being lost out here in the cold But can you really trust even the smallest thing It all adds up till it's all we know Touch the ground Feel the sun Be the world Turn to dirt Does it matter If there's Something else Anyway Touch the ground Feel the sun Be the world Turn to dirt Does it matter If there's Something else Anyway Touch the ground Feel the sun Be the world Turn to dirt Does it matter If there's Something else Anyway Touch the ground Feel the sun Be the world Turn to dirt Does it matter If there's Something else Anyway