Clown on stilts
creamy fountains
stare at me from the ceiling
she ate a lot because she wanted to fly

There's a key for the snake
underground Pink City
faking the day using a light bulb

We met in a lake
waiting for the sunset
that will never come
on our reflection

Dancing around gravels and trees
rinse our fates to travel the seas
it's what I've chosen what you've chosen
waiting for a sign to come

I don't wanna stay here
no, I don't wanna leave my head on the loop

we may build a brick
until
we sail on an anvil liar anvil liar
flowing down the fire lake

where nobody knows the swing
until
I throw this
anvil liar on pudding houses

Dancing around gravels and trees
rinse our fates to travel the seas
it's what I've chosen what you've chosen
waiting for a sign to come

Ground reclaims and shaking in everybody
reminder oh reminder
Ground reclaims and shaking in everybody
reminder oh reminder

Dancing around gravels and trees
rinse our fates to travel the seas
it's what I've chosen what you've chosen
take your time and skip Halloween

Dancing around gravels and trees
rinse our fates to travel the seas
it's what I've chosen what you've chosen
waiting for a sign to come
waiting for a sign to come

It is a song about a sad young lady living in a fake and scary plastic world and eating a lot of junk food to alleviate her inner inexplicable pain.
One day she dreamed four old dancing figures spinning around a giant tree singing that there was a secret unveiling everything about all, it was a book hidden somewhere in the darkness of the sewer tubes of the city where a dark humongous snake lives.

the four figures recomended to steal the book but to escape from the snake.
She refused to listen the four spirits, and feeling that she had nothing to lose she decided to just enter the underworld.

Of the deepest shades of the darkness she dressed, while the sound of her consciousness echoed like rusty bolts rolling down a metallic throat.

No one more heard about her.

She became the snake that yearly came out from the sink holes to mangle the houses of the persons who bullied her when she was young.