This Collision Songtext
von Mad at Gravity

Just move along
There′s nothing to see here
Just flashing lights that simmer
In pools that catch their crimson
As the spectacle unfolds
On tiptoes, bells and whispers
This collisioned reality
Is made to match mine


Just move along
The party is over
All these frantic nights alone
Surrounded by throbbing hornfalls
No future promised
No photos allowed
Nothing safe behind the shroud
As the spectacle unfolds

On tiptoes, horns and whistles
This collisioned reality
Is made to match mine
Is made to match mine

Now I can't stop thinking
It stands in my way
The safe and the sane
And you′re running

As the spectacle unfolds
On tiptoes, glass and fragments
This collisioned reality
Is made to match mine
Is made to match mine
Is made to match mine