it's taking larger doses now to make us feel alive/
while we're on the edge of something much more real

don't leave me to my emptiness/ this grayscale silhouette
this senseless repetition of our days/ this counterfeit

give me the real thing not this watered down or in between
I want the real thing not this middle ground/ I want the sight unseen

addicted to this present tense/ these dollars make no sense
we chase the wind this gold can't validate our existence

shadow shadow where's your substance
where's your shine/ shadow shadow i want the substance of this time