[Verse 1: LUCIDD]

Simple stupid face that everybody makes

Everybody makes, but everybody fakes it

I feel like I’m the only person living in this world

A map that’s crumpled up and turns my mind into a swirl

A white reality that is geometrically wiped

The shapes are 2 dimensions but everything else is spliced

Like a glitch in a world that shouldn’t at all exist

Maybe I am in a coma, or I am next on the list

I can’t remember the last time I went to sleep

But the last time that I smoked was 1993

Maybе I am just on some psilocybin or some acid

But all I see is white, and thе colors, they would be clashin’

So I start travelling down the same road

The ground has the same texture as play-doh

I don’t really understand anything here

White hell

Nobody’s here, nobody’s with me

The air is cold, it smells sour and fishy

There’s 4 dimensions to this shit, I’m heavy

White hell

There’s numbers lining the walls, there are voices

They told me I got here ‘cause of a coin flip

A 50/50 and I had to join them

White hell

They say I have to stay calm and collective

The mirrored walls, I see my own reflection

My death unrendered, descended to never

White hell

[Verse 2: Wyntyrr]

(The last thing I remember from the reality I was in was falling down and ending up in this white hell, the fuck is this?)

Noclipped out of reality

Now trapped within this gallery

In this place, the gods shall hear ye

Not, no crying or saddened screams

Still questioning what happened, I

Looked at the walls, saw that inside

Which lured me in, now trapped in white

I fell, not what I had in mind

Avoid the void devoid of voices

Avoid the void, the void where boys sing

The noise annoys, destroys you, the point is

Ignore, don’t join

At a dead end without an end and

Had I died and did it not render?

Heading to death in the depths, never

To be mended

Avoid this void devoid of joy, I’m

A toy the voices poison and boil

Decoys the void employed, they’re loyal

To it

Demented and headed down to

The dense sad hell, destined for the

End now that I had edited

It in the head

A void then avoided, the voice dead

At void’s end, the noise, it devoid and

A boy tested void’s depth with toys, headed

Down to me