abandoned places from my dreams
faded plastic color schemes
with a hint of neon so i can see in the dark

buried in collective consciousness
these liminal spaces have a certain essence
these pictures are haunted with the ghosts of the past that we can't stop searching for in mirror images 

now does it give your heart a twist
does it make you feel like you don't even exist?
well i don't
i don't
i don't exist

i don't
i don't
i don't exist

years of running in these halls
fluorescent bulbs buzz a lifeless song
i haven't seen the sun since my past life 

(the backrooms)
the backrooms of reality
is it naive sometimes i think maybe you could find me in this endless maze
we could walk out together or at least share this pain

does it give your nerves a jolt?
does it make you feel like girl it's all your fault?
well it's not
it's not 
it's not at all

it's not
it's not
it's not at all

abandoned playland ball pit
a vacant mall at 3 am
hotel with no one in it
pool with no one swimming

empty arcade still in tact
classroom lights off, chairs all stacked
i didn't slide down a rainbow to get in
you'd never guess the hell and a half it's been

well i don't
i don't
i don't exist

well i don't
i don't
i don't exist

i don't
i don't
i don't exist

i don't
i don't 
i don't exist

Liminal Spaces

Lake Roswell

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