This isn't happening
Nothing is real
When you murder the truth
How do you feel
This isn't happening
Lock all the doors
These aren't the drawings
You're looking for
I'm a wheel, keep turning
Fire, keep burning
I'm a river, keep running all the way home
All the way home
To you
This isn't happening
Just like it should
There's blood in my custard
I'm misunderstood
I'm a wheel, I keep turning
Fire, keep burning
I'm a river, keep running all the way home
All the way home
To you
I'm a wheel, I keep turning
Fire, I keep burning
I'm a river, I keep running all the way home
All the way home
To you