You can't touch this dream, you can't make this scene.
“You
Eight days of the week cant believe my eyes.
Insurrection in
I took my time got myself degraded
I close my eyes
You knock me down take the shirt from our backs,
kick
Can't see the matches, woods are too full of trees.
Can't
You say you heard when your name was spoken,
but you
Was it something I said? But I don?t even know
I slip when eat, I slip when I slip.
Fall down
Reflecting my time, not wasting a second,
Exceptions aside, a favourite
If we were sanitised before your eyes super-clean
would you remember
They gotta brush you aside
Make up the time
Stick to the
We got sanitised for the plastic dream.
It's the best 'no