What you do is plausible.
What you are is plausible.
Because it seems a bit too fake for me
and regarding realness, there's only eternity.
Your reality is plausible
and plausible is the sense it makes later.
Because what appears on the screen
is an image, only a scam.
You're wrong about me when judging me like this
because you know well you're like me.
And the screen is only a mirror
where you see yourself reflected now.
And the urge to laugh,
and the urge to cry.
Laugh out loud now.
Make yourself cry again.
We talk and you listen.
We rave and you smile.
We cry and you turn around
because someone's at the door.
We are all a family
but no one looks alike.
Our world doesn't exist
when the current jumps.
I'm your dream, you can possess me.
I ridicule myself to force myself to spit.
Then, when my time is up,
I'll vanish with a snap of my fingers.
What you are is plausible.
The power you have is a threat.
Everyone has dreams they dream, only the dreams they dream.
Paradise is here in this video camera, in the video camera.
Put me in the frame now.
Make me laugh again.
We talk and you listen.
We rave and you smile.
We cry and you turn around
because someone's at the door.
We are all a family
but no one looks alike.
Our world doesn't exist
when the current jumps.