Electro screens of light and poppy-colored brights   I'm floating on air   Pink fluffy dinosaurs, tremendously hardcore   I'm floating again      This fake fire place won't warm my soul nor face   But still I'm floating again   Hypnosis releases brakes make you do things you usually fake   It makes you float again      Those bitten by the wild will live on   But those who used to bite have gone, have gone      Golden mirror on the wall will make our lives less dull   We'll be floating through the day   All our money's almost gone but still we live the life we want   We are floating through the day      Those bitten by the wild will live on   But those who used to bite have gone, have gone   Have gone, have gone