Wake up wondering what is real As if you can force yourself to feel Enchanted by objects, try to screw your head down Obsessed with symbols, you neglect the space around you forget the background Patterns out of focus, forget the hocus pocus, do what the quaking mess says, regretting what the joke is Don't be ashamed to take what others have left and add your own elements What is you is not you, what is not you is you background Because you're the feedback from the first loop ready to give back to the you group Seeing is being is freeing the key is agreeing, nothing can happen to you when you are the happening You need the background