The Fiddlers

We’re the fiddlers of your conscience
Trying to tell you what to do
With the utmost confidence
We tell you to stop and re-value
It’s true that this scenery create some inner most reality
But it leaves out on the full machinery and things like dimensionality
If things really go bad and your world shatter
Maybe I can say something that actually matter
If this progression can ease your depression
Maybe I can say something that matter
We’re the one’s at the end of the rainbow, we know everything you don’t
If you want your everyday to gain glow turn the volume way on your phone
Back it up with a melody and the words can glow in their own meaninglessness
They take the backdoor to your identity and pinpoint your weaknesses