LVRS - Fata Morgana Lyrics

Is this who we are
Or is it filling in the gaps of what we want to be?
Old scenery doesn't feel like anything anymore
An object to desire
Falling for it like a mirage you can't shake
Racing to red lights,
Why do we fight the process?
When the finish line is never what we thought it would be
Grown so good at adjusting the lens
That's our only sin
To count on
Why do we hide?
It's not what we have it's what we choose to ignore
Every thought pushed back
It's like looking at a door that will never open
Is this who we are
Or is it filling in the gaps of what we want to be?
Old scenery doesn't feel like anything anymore
An object to desire
Falling for it like a mirage you can't shake
Was it a waste of time can't be the judge of me
Dashes on the wall
It's not you, that I known from the start
It was someone else
A person I create, there's a blueprint for everyday
Wish it would wash away
Why do we hide?
It's not what we have it's what we choose to ignore
Every thought pushed back,
It's like looking at a door that will never open

Is this who we are
Or is it filling in the gaps of what we want to be?
Old scenery doesn't feel like anything anymore
An object to desire
Falling for it like a mirage you can't shake
Racing to red lights,
Why do we fight the process?
When the finish line is never what we thought it would be
Grown so good at adjusting the lens
That's our only sin
To count on
Why do we hide?
It's not what we have it's what we choose to ignore
Every thought pushed back
It's like looking at a door that will never open
Is this who we are
Or is it filling in the gaps of what we want to be?
Old scenery doesn't feel like anything anymore
An object to desire
Falling for it like a mirage you can't shake
Was it a waste of time can't be the judge of me
Dashes on the wall
It's not you, that I known from the start
It was someone else
A person I create, there's a blueprint for everyday
Wish it would wash away
Why do we hide?
It's not what we have it's what we choose to ignore
Every thought pushed back,
It's like looking at a door that will never open