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There will be blood in the way of our dreams

Look out the window

See my shadow self telling me 'this life ain't what it used to be'

Wallpaper view TV but we had bigger crowds

Pieces of flesh, bits of skull as souvenirs, new fear

Out of hope, out of fate, new weight

New weight, hate, heavy

Bomb levee even though there's no longer water here, dried up atmosphere

Be careful, ghosts haunt here

Legacies of fear wrapped tight

With nothing but free time, free falling and you don't know what it feels to be me

And the heart breakers, the heart attack, was it the broken hearts?

Well, one thing's for sure, it was the blood

Stepping in the name of love, bones trapped in closets, death deposits

All countries vote on how long we live and how long we die

Five hands raised against rather walk the coals of hell, ass clench

Convinced, convinced it all makes sense

The sun of atom bomb earth built demise and defense

Built walls of destruction, go to war with innocence

Convinced

Look out the window, see me again, hey old friendies

Time's been like light, hold tight

So many sacrifice they right to be

You still in the mix, kid

Think quick, kid

You know what woes did to men and [?]

9-1-1 trying to get help on the telephone

Internet clone home

Wallpaper view, we envision a safe space when we could all feel new

Re-invent ourselves, time too, time too

Manufacture fear, smoke screen hiding what we had to do to survive

In order to survive, to survive

We all had to do this

Highly unusual parishes at our own funeral

Advertisers said "fuck his grave and death supplier"

America piss and shit itself, no diaper

Obituaries of death don't need no writer

They drop an atomic bomb on our memories

We don't remember what it means to ever be free

Whip and nae-nae ourselves away from our dreams

Away from our dreams, away from our dreams

The internet cloned home, algorithm bloodstream

We all had dreams, we all had dreams to get to the cream

Paycheck to paycheck

We all had schemes

Get rich or die trying

We all ended up dead, soul flying back peeving[?]

Looking for reason, looking for reason

Convinced, convinced it all makes sense

Now we all alone away from our dreams

Away from our dreams

Away from our dreams

(In the way of our dreams...)