Daily Dali from a tower I'm
Flaming, falling now I'm melting time
It's so surreal, what I feel
Just wait for the paint to dry
Can't speak, can't breathe no oxygen
Kicking your feet to surface and
The waves they crash, the storm has passed, I'm anchoring
(HEY) What a day to deja vu, a recursive curse knowing to do
What a day to deja vu, reflecting on the stage staring back at you
Maybe Monet needed to still life from
Sinking thinking dotting a pond from above
Impressed, I guess to escape the stress
Waiting for the paint to dry
Can't speak, can't breathe no oxygen
Kicking your feet to surface and
The waves they crash, the storm has passed, I'm anchoring
(HEY) What a day to deja vu, a recursive curse knowing to do
What a day to deja vu, reflecting on the stage staring back at you