rainbow bunker

I'll take you to a place where we wish time froze, the holes on our jeans will run off the things that ruin your day. come over in the room where time stands still, and our souls stretch on, and it seems were an illusion, a flash bruised by the rain beating down. when i cook this sanctuary up in reality, i'll advertise the bunker to all with my sanity. you'll see this place in time is an overdue salary. oh where will we piss in this room? foils of hair drape the vanity. you can see streams of light trickle out, between the strands they beam on. This is where you may piss, because beyond that veil This is the fallacy that we agreed to ignore. this false reality never locks its door.