[Strophe]
Dm A# A  
 
                               Dm A# A 
On Cracker Island it was born 
                               Dm A# A 
To the collective of the dawn 
                                   Dm A# A 
They were planting seeds at night 
                             Dm A# A 
To grow a made-up paradise 
                               Dm  A#    A 
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever cult) 
                            Dm  A#    A 
And it's sadness I consumed (Forever cult) 
                         Dm  A#    A 
Into my formats everyday (Forever cult) 
                         Dm     A#        A 
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?) 
                         Dm  A#        A 
In the end, I had to pay (I purged my soul) 
                        Dm    A#       A 
In the end, I had to pay (I drank to write) 
                             Dm   A#       A 
I've got nothing more to say (I drank to write)
[Refrain]
                                     Dm A# A 
They taught themselves to be occult 
                                      Dm A# A 
They didn't know its many strategiеs 
                                     Dm A# A 
They taught themselvеs to be occult 
                                      Dm A# A 
They didn't know its many strategies (Fantasies)
[Pont]
    Dm    A#     A 
What world is this? 
    Dm    A#     A 
What world is this?
[Strophe]
                                  Dm  A#  A 
On Cracker Island it was raised 
				   Dm  A#  A	 
By the collective from the grave 
                           Dm  A#  A 
It only came out at night  
                         Dm  A#   A 
It ate up their paradise (Paradise) 
                               Dm  A#    A 
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever cult) 
                            Dm  A#    A 
And it's sadness I consumed (Forever cult) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
Into my formats everyday (Forever cult) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
Out there on my silver lake (I was not there) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
In the end, it will be great (Beneath the hills) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
I'm like a ship between the tide (I saw myself) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
I held on, I surprise (Beneath the void)
[Refrain]
                                     Dm A# A 
They taught themselves to be occult 
                                      Dm A# A 
They didn't know its many strategiеs 
                                     Dm A# A 
They taught themselvеs to be occult 
                                      Dm A# A 
They didn't know its many strategies (Fantasies)
[Strophe]
                              Dm  A#    A  
 
                              Dm  A#    A 
On Cracker Island it will die (Forever cult) 
                              Dm  A#    A 
Join the collective in the sky (Forever cult) 
                                 Dm  A#    A 
And on the shining bolt of light (Forever cult) 
                   Dm     A#        A 
Go out to paradise (What world is this?) 
                              Dm  A#        A 
Where the truth is auto-tuned (I purged my soul) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
And it's sadness I consume (I drank to write) 
                           Dm  A#        A 
Into my formats everyday (I drank to write) 
                        Dm  A#    A 
In the end I had to pay (Forever cult) 
                        Dm  A#    A 
In the end I had to pay (Forever cult) 
                        Dm  A#    A 
In the end I'll be okay (Forever cult)
[Outro]
                    Dm  A#    A 
Nothing more to say 
                    Dm  A#    A 
Nothing more to say 
                    Dm  A#    A 
Nothing more to say