You always felt it, there was something wrong/ Couldn't shake it, huming along near your eardrum/ Redrum, murder for the money/ Morphine, honey, you need a cure for pain/ This whole situation is making you insane-in the brain/ There is no solution, it seems/ But you took an orange pill in your dreams/ And through that lense, everything made sense/

"Bitcoin fixes this," the angels sung/ The rising sun, shining all along...