Intro to ACGF

You can see the shell of your illusions
But you still don’t want to climb inside
Nothing every turns out to be exactly what you thought it might
I’m lying in the same position every night
In this same room, two years now
The alarm set to the time
I will wake up and spill out another horrible fire
But I hold it alone
Grab ahold and incite
You can see the shell of your illusion
But you still don’t want to climb inside
Nothing ever turns out to be exactly what you thought it might
This time it might
This time it might