Every dream has a dark side, no matter how hard you try
Some ideas that started so long ago
Expectations you've absorbed, you don't even know you know
You don't even know you know, you don't even know you know, you don't even know you know
Head long, young, dumb, full of cum
You find you're all washed up
In some beach you pierced together for a teenage fantasy
Getting hard in the back of a bookstore
Searching for clues in a Bruce Weber volume
Dog-eared and beat up, you sneak a peek but you leave it on the shelf
Sacred tomb you visit secretly
Now here you are, now here you are
You're old, you're tired, you're sick, you're sick
Spine wild youth spinning out fast and free
So ripe, so pretty, so thick
He sees you, you're caught, he smiles and offers you a hit
Your brain burns with all your cock's needs
Piling up, insatiable, hungry (Hungry)
I'm paralyzed in my desire
I'm paralyzed in my desire
I'm paralyzed in my desire
No matter how I try
Living on cough syrup and cachaça
I fell for those eyes, big black pools that never lie
Full of sick and sorrow in the bright sunshine
In the bright sunshine
How can I belong, now what have I done?
I don't know if I'll survive
How can I belong, fade out in the sun?
Sometimes dreams have to die
How can I belong, now what have I done?
I don't know if I'll survive
How can I belong, fade out in the sun?
Sometimes dreams have to die
Sometimes dreams have to die
You find you're all washed up
On some beach
You pierced together for a teenage fantasy
How can I belong, now what have I done?
I don't know if I'll survive
I don't know if I'll survive
How can I belong, flavored in the sun?
I don't know if I'll survive
Sometimes dreams have to die
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