The unknown, I can see it
In every fine detail
Construct a new memory
Hoping that it won't fail
And when the moment comes
Something doesn't seem right
Anticipation comes apart
Duped by my own lie
I thought I can see the future
I thought there was a light or a sign
But there's always the unexpected
Fucking up my mind
I thought I can see the future
I thought I was the god of prophecy
Unforeseen events, who'd have thought it?
It's a way of life in this strange reality
In every fine detail
Construct a new memory
Hoping that it won't fail
And when the moment comes
Something doesn't seem right
Anticipation comes apart
Duped by my own lie
I thought I can see the future
I thought there was a light or a sign
But there's always the unexpected
Fucking up my mind
I thought I can see the future
I thought I was the god of prophecy
Unforeseen events, who'd have thought it?
It's a way of life in this strange reality
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