Been building my life out of distorted fragmentsnAbsorbing light through a prismatic tombnMy mind imbibes the city’s madnessnProjecting worlds on the walls of this magic roomnThis magic roomnMy prismatic tombnThis prismatic roomnMy magic tombnWhen I conjure memoriesnThey feel like someone else'snMere unconscious currencynI adhere to my reflectionsnChorusnBeen building my life out of distorted fragmentsnAbsorbing light through a kaleidoscopic tombnMy mind imbibes the city’s madnessnProjecting worlds on the walls of this cosmic roomnChorus