It's always a relief to see you again 

It's as if you don't change and you always complain 


We hate different things 

And different tastes 

How people sing 

What they create 

Want to feel the illusion 

The confusion 


Some nerve to go against me now that we're ahead 

You want to know how hard you'd fall if you did? 


It feels like our time has gone to waste 

Want to feel strong and not like a waste 

Want to feel the illusion 

The confusion