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Lyrics: White Light Riot. Illusions.

Flick the brights on high to burn through my blurry eyes
Where does it come from, where do we all belong
Fell for your disguise like a child naive to lies
Where does it come from, when did it all go wrong
I?m gonna find a place that tells me like it is
I?m gonna find a face that doesn?t change
That relieves my troubled head

This is breaking me I just don?t get it
These illusions leave the wrong impression here
All the time it keeps us waiting

So where?s the touch I loved
Was it something I conjured up
It all could be simpler if it all wasn?t mystery
I still need your drug, there?s solace within your arms
Even if it?s not quite what it seems
I?m gonna find a place that tells me like it is
I?m gonna find a face that doesn?t change
That relieves my troubled head

This is breaking me I just don?t get it
These illusions leave the wrong impression here
It?s a fantasy with expectations
I?ve been down and out before
These illusions leave the wrong impression here
All the time it keeps us waiting

I can?t let you go before I let you know
There was nothing to be scared of
I can?t let you go before I let you know
There was nothing to be scared of there
I?m gonna find a face that doesn?t change
That relieves my troubled head

This is breaking me I just don?t get it
These illusions leave the wrong impression here
It?s a fantasy with expectations
I?ve been down and out before
These illusions leave the wrong impression here
All the time it keeps us waiting