There's disillusion on my breath tonight That's probably how I pulled you in I know the slams in nevrebol (?) But I never know where to begin The deep water swallowed us And we talked until we got the bends About love in the modern world With the awkwardness of passing friends. Eventually I shrugged it off. Maybe that's how I feel? But you don't seem offended by the fact that I have kept you here as bait for something real. They've discovered the volume now I bet the neighbors are seeing red But my friend she's reading Carouac So there's no way we are going the back The effects are spreading fast Hardly Caro when you leave Once I find a net to use Better shoes, nerves of steel New ways to feel Soon reveal, hoping for something real