On Reality

I do believe our existence is made up
There’s more to us than what some higher power created
Why not perceive things in more than dualities
We’re not machines

Let there be life
Let there be Sun
Let there be animals and arrogance and gods
I hate the world
But when it’s gone
Let there be something for the rats to build upon

And that’s all it is
I'm falling through the cracks
Raise your voice at reality and turn your backs
On all of this
Unite against the ones
Who say: War on reality is wrong
Then why do they have guns?

If some intents are more equal than others
We can’t rely on the voices of IG models
A purpose ends when it hinges on bad faith warfare
Where are my friends?

I miss the left
That took the fight
Against conservatives who cling to pseudoscience
Why must the brave
Commit to lies?
Reclaiming tinfoil hats and preaching to the choir

And that’s all it is
I'm falling through the cracks
Raise your voice at reality and turn your backs
On all of this
They lead with no excuse
If we’re free to decide, how could we ever choose
The way it is?
I cannot take it in
Throw my head into a cannon aimed at anything
Because I'm done with this
Relieve me and decide where to land when reality arrives
‘Cause nothing comes to mind

Don’t save the world
Save the war on reality
Don’t save the world
Save the war on reality