You’re feeling lost inside the time-space. it’s easy when you are alone
You’d like to hover round the right place
Although you’re just a buzzing drone
It kind of makes sense
Quantum decoherence
One in a million possibilities
I don’t care if you disagree
Alive or death
You smoke another cigarette

We all are making dreams
In a quantum submarine
Spying boats from a tiny periscope

You don’t believe god’s playing dice
Although you found dice on the floor
You’re face to face with your own life
But there’s no god behind the door

It kind of makes sense
Quantum decoherence
One in a million possibilities
Who knows the next regret you’ll meet?
My next step is having one more cigarette

You smile at me
‘cause i’m in love with you
But i fell in love because you smiled
The sky is blue
Because the pressure’s high
But it would not be high with no blue sky

You say sometimes i make you cry
I say “don’t put the blame on me”
But i better try to apologise
‘cause i am drone and you’re queen bee

It makes no difference
Quantum decoherence
I just get one of those possibilities
What happened to the other me’s
Step by step
I’m running out of cigarettes