away Six numbers in, you'll miss the draw Dream and spend, you watch some more Evans got the car I need Escape to virtual reality A sterling show
break away Six numbers in, you'll miss the draw Dream and spend, you watch some more Evans got the car I need Escape to virtual reality A sterling show
I don't believe in the system It never works the way it should I wanna hear about a livable world A world of purpose, a world of good But more it seems that reality
answer the phone So I play and I sing and I just let it ring All day when I'm at home A de facto choice of macro Or microcosmic melancholy But, baby, any way
same routine Smooth skin dressed with wrinkles and brown eyes with dark rings And entertainers sing of extremes that don't exist for you and me When real life is reality TV
you shot and she knows that you cripples kids But who's to judge when you're trying to survive The one who moves first might be the one to stay alive
The Boy Vs. The Cynic, Chapter one, page one. I'll start from the top... I?ll embrace dreams again when I can breath again And at that point I won?t be
I answer the phone so I play and I sing and I just let it ring, all day when I'm at home a defacto choice of macro-microcosmic melancholy but baby any way
that you shot and she knows that you cripples kids But who's to judge when you're trying to survive the one who moves first might be the one to stay alive
for playing sports But I stole your girl She was lucky enough to get the goods by a smooth talkin', player hatin' On the class failin', shoplifting one man solar system
time I answer the phone so I play and I sing and I just let it ring, all day when I'm at home a defacto choice of macro-microcosmic melancholy but baby any way
time you see protest, ask yourself why? People shout and scream, they want peace more than a dream We simply want to live in the way we choose One day
you shot and she knows that you cripples kids But who's to judge when you're trying to survive the one who moves first might be the one to stay alive
The Boy Vs. The Cynic, Chapter one, page one. I'll start from the top... I?ll embrace dreams again when I can breath again And at that point I won?t
