The dreams of youth are the regrets
Dreams are my speciality.
My dream is of eternity with you.
So many tries, so many failed
Some hungry storms ripping
So many tales told on the seven seas
Revelations roll, ropping readily
My pitted greed lets it bleed until it's healed
I feel the pirate hemoglobin roll
me through my tattered jeans
The magazine's loaded with filth
Destroying everything that was built
Deploying war machines to the grill
When it's peace that we need,
Only zombies eating flesh
it's hard to be an optimist
When all of us are hostages
The devil's in the conference
But he's just a man lyin'
On flame, I am gonna burn you up,
It's not a type of fusion,
I don't hope for nothin',
you clutched to a broke illusion
choose em' when the pen movin'
Crit big, the room little for improvement
I let the tunes in from every
my feet pound the pavement
paint the paintin' like it's pain language
Logainer, I don't know favors
God to the hand of artists who paint
Draw first, blast all the competition away
We have our fingers on the triggers
and we point it at the sky
Cause we the people and I take
they try to make us hate us
They try to rape us of compassion
it's anxious and lengthy, tenacious
But love is the anti, smash,
The words aren't mistaken,
That brought about the true
You made it happen, for that I thank you
President, you're truly ashes
it's hard to be an optimist
When all of us are hostages
The devil's in the conference
But he's just a man lying
On a flame higher than a bird's
When you burn, when you burn
When you burn, when you burn
In your arms, by your side