Corridors Of Time

think i'm okay today
i can't feel my body smoked my pain away
auroras in the sky a sign of better days
i'm in a better place
baby come partake don't let it go to waste
the demons in my brain are only for the night
they're only for my mind

overloading my receptors
i'm really hoping i get better
so fucking glad that i had met her
she could kill me i would let her

pastel colors in the sky will intertwine
come and feel the aura of the night
you shine brighter than auroras in the sky
and no matter what i'm always here right by ur side
my fears don't seem to matter when i'm high

think i'm okay tonight
i can't see a thing besides this colored sky
and the love i have for u is keeping me alive
my evanescent mind
has done all that it can to prevent teary eyes
the more i feel your touch the more i wanna cry
luminescent skies

think i'm okay today
i can't feel my body smoked my pain away
auroras in the sky a sign of better days
i'm in a better place
baby come partake don't let it go to waste
the demons in my brain are only for the night
they're only for my mind

aurora (dash x lexull)

Architects Flex , Prod.K1KO

MUSIC VIDEO:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FKhovHL1cEQ

Intro:
(Life...)
(What is life...)
(Life's a dream...)
(Is this real...)
(When will I wake..?)
(When will this be over..?)

Verse 1:
Dream state sleep wake deep fake peace waits
Need change clean slate clear space sealed fate
Screen breaks freeze frame heat waves steam quakes
Breathe safe brief phase grief aches feel hate
Genes shake green haze weave maze key fades
Theme stays speed wanes bleed flames weak chains
Steel gates these ways steep spades three graves 
Each day mistakes each face replays

Verse 2:
Simulation thin location spin rotation imitation
Image fakin limits breakin physics shakin systems vacant
Glitchy stasis prism facin livid language mental cages
Wisdoms latent jaded patience instincts fadin visions changin 
Shiftin anguish cynic statements crypts awakened signals shaded
Split mutation slippin places fictions tainted tinted pages
Pixels painted myths adjacent pinched sedation skin vibration
sinners blazin hidden faces nameless agents wicked matrix

Verse 3:
Matrix playin tricks phased glitch games fixed
Caged crypts blank disk page ripped same scripts
Faith slips flames split haze flips waves skip
Rains mist names missed pains kiss rage kits
Fake bliss space clips snake pits strange hiss
Shape shift plague risks blades drip veins grip
Stained wrists waist twist brains twitch face stitched
Aged myths anguish hate clicks weight lifts

Verse 4:
Multiverse all things cursed hope seems worse soul screams first
Bloodstreams merge some bleed dirt pulse reversed skull piece curves
Full speech slurred full team surge full screens blur cold scenes stir
Fold these words dull dreams birth broke these nerves lost in churns
What’s rehearsed what’s inferred? none seem sure no clean church
Nothing hurts for what it's worth sun seems burnt gulpy thirst
Gold keys turn jumps deferred crusty earth dusty worlds
Ghostly verse Gods observe truths immersed in sunbeam bursts


Chorus:
Is this real? (I can’t say)
Is this a dream? (Still I wait)
Is this a game? (No escape)
Will I wake? (Pray today)

Verse 5:
Metaphysics mental limits nether mystics nested image
Message hidden methods driven metrics missing question critics
Ethics mimic essence shifting endless prisms cosmic schisms
Presence rigid sentient systems text encrypted tested widgets
Tension splitting restless spirits breathless visits guessed specifics
Heavens spinning centers glitching vessels switching sent from engines
Senses edges letters etched in presence premise vendetta sets in
Vector space ends meta lenses gentle lessons betta strap in

Verse 6:
Holographic hollow magic shown through math trick holes are blackened
Whole and tragic followed backwards borrowed patterns swallowed static
Sorrow's atlas soul gymnastics solo actions moral panic
Shallow fabric narrow bandwidth low blow tactics codes in caskets
Programmed habits stones turn plastic overlappin faux show fraction
Flow collapses thrown off axis zones reactive ghosts in transit
Photon traffic known as madness logo pathic so sporadic
Bold and drastic smoke and static Apollo's matchstick born from ashes

Verse 7:
Nihilism naive prism bias hidden lines are distant
Signs are cryptic silence thickens silent vision blind decision
Vitals missing vinyls hissin viral image idle systems idols glisten
Bibles twisted titles fiction tribalism trials given
Righteous slipping lights diminished nights commitment rights are gimmicks 
Crisis grinning might is driven times a prison minds division 
Spiral wisdom spinal twitches primal instincts cycles glitching
Height’s a limit lifes a figment final mission skys submission

Chorus:
Is this real? (I can’t say)
Is this a dream? (Still I wait)
Is this a game? (No escape)
Will I wake? (Pray today)

Outro:
(Is it over..?)
(Am I awake..?)
(Is this real...)
(Is this a dream...)
(Is this life...)
(...Life?)

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“New 2025 Plan” is a rallying cry for spiritual awakening, collective empowerment, and empathetic revolution. Delivered through Johnny Appleweed’s signature satirical, metaphysical tone, the song exposes societal hypocrisy and elite manipulation, while offering a higher-dimensional roadmap forward.

The lyrics affirm that humanity is not alone or powerless — we're surrounded by light, supported by backup plans woven into destiny, and powered by the very energy of love and consciousness. Referencing the Law of One, crystal bioenergy, and numerological synchronicities like June 12, 1981 (Appleweed’s birthday), the song reframes modern crises as the real Armageddon — not a war of destruction, but a cosmic opportunity for rebirth.

Johnny urges listeners to rise up not with violence, but with empathy and inner transformation. He reminds us that we are all “liquid crystal batteries” rowing toward the center of the galaxy, and the key to evolution isn’t external power or wealth — it’s loving unconditionally and giving more to others than to self.

Ultimately, “New 2025 Plan” is a transmission of hope, humor, and higher vision — a declaration that consciousness is installing its next upgrade, and we all have a role to play in rebooting humanity.

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