that painting's a lie i can tell by the size
it's vector forms are too misshapen and outside the lines
to be a true authenticated piece
it's 11:11 time to make up my mind
i've got to see that never-ending side of the night
or be asleep and caught in an endless dream
i don't recall i'll go back in time
i can't tell what is happening in front of my eyes
because of the fabricated history
history the elephant marches
history the elephant marches
history the elephant marches
history the elephant marches