Forecast

[Verse 1]

What's the forecast?

We've got to break away from this frequency

Blinded by thought

Dreams seem much more of a reality

[Chorus]

I realize it's all just nothing but a game

I realize it's all just nothing but a game

I realize it's all just nothing but a game

I realize it's all just nothing

[Verse 2]

Dancing on the ceiling

With our foot to the floor

No time to be decent

The scent will eat us to our core

[Chorus]

I realize it's all just nothing but a game

I realize it's all just nothing but a game

I realize it's all just nothing but a game

I rеalize it's all just nothing

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]

Without a shadow of doubt

We'll eat thеm all and it's gonna be perfect

The less that they see

The more that they will talk about it