Burning Man

Life's so easy, shiny and bright
You all seem so happy
I don't buy it
You tag yourselves in your reels

Where you celebrate, where you lie
But I just can't believe it anymore
You're toys in a graveyard
And one day, not too far off, you'll end up alive there

Welcome to the party
Where the shit hits the fan in the end
You can bring out your kites
Singing: Welcome to Paradise

Welcome to the land
Welcome to reality
Welcome without an orchestra
In this story, there's no champagne

So much nonsense around here
Everyone's a coach and feeling fine
That social media's gonna ruin you
Where did our roots go?

And you can pretend you fly
But the wind will stop
There'll be nothing to hold on to
Just the desert
Burning Man

Welcome to the party
Where the shit hits the fan in the end
You can bring out your kites
Singing: Welcome to Paradise

Welcome to the land
Welcome to reality
Welcome without an orchestra
In this story, there's no champagne

Welcome to the party
Where the shit hits the fan in the end
You can bring out your kites
Singing: Welcome to Paradise

Welcome to the land
Welcome to reality
Welcome without an orchestra
In this story, there's no champagne
In this story, there's no champagne
Just the desert, burning man