I live in a land that doesn’t exist
A place with no clocks, no names, no wrists
Reality fades when I close my eyes
I breathe in dreams, I swallow lies

My body floats on borrowed light
Painted colors, endless nights
Nothing here is solid or true
But it feels better than breaking through

I don’t feel the weight, I don’t feel the cost
In Imaginarium, nothing is lost
No tomorrow, no yesterday
Just another beautiful way to stay

Welcome to Imaginarium
Where nothing ever dies
Forever young, forever numb
Under artificial skies

I’m drunk on spells, on sound, on skin
On borrowed love and bottled sin
In Imaginarium
I don’t have to be real

Music pours straight into my veins
Washes my guilt, feeds my pain
Every song says “you’re still young”
Every night’s already won

Alcohol kisses my tired brain
Drugs rewrite my sense of shame
Girls change faces, names, and eyes
None of them ask me why

I trade my soul for temporary glow
I don’t want truth, I don’t want to know
If this is fake, don’t wake me yet
I’d rather burn than live with regret

Welcome to Imaginarium
Where time stands still
Where desire is law
And nothing needs will

I’m high on magic, sex, and sound
On empty crowns I never earned
In Imaginarium
I forget who I’ve become

Eternal youth, plastic hearts
Endless starts, no real parts
Every pleasure, shallow and sweet
Like sugar melting in my teeth

I know this kingdom has no ground
But I keep dancing as it falls down
If this is wrong, let it be
At least here, I’m free

Welcome to Imaginarium
My favorite lie
Where I don’t age
And nothing dies

I trade my days for fantasy
My soul for temporary fire
In Imaginarium
I slowly disappear