I know the world has it's hours where it deem us more power than a man or a woman should own
It's a lesson in disguise to the people tryna fly when the roads the only way you can go
So why choose the real thing?
When you could have a chance to be
Everything that you've ever dreamed of
In the land of make believe
In a field made out of crystals
This a place you wanna see
Know what you want be artificial
But why choose the real thing?
Yeah
Pre-medicated
Off of the natural sedation
So many sittin' in the world waitin'
For you to catch an eye and switch your laces
No time to think about it twice you might have to face it
Hated and loved, it's a take on some drugs
Easy to overdose and fully succomb, so what's up
We only live once
But I'm alive only once a month
I do survive, but it's only 'cause I'm dreamin' of
A better place, a better time, a better street
A better space, where I can find me some better sleep
A couple years gone by in some weeks
Where does the time go in between?
Gettin' stuck up in a past life since mine now just ain't workin'
Thinkin' I might drown, I'm swimmin' around the current
Avoiding everything true
I see clearer when the sky a different color than the same blue
Yeah
Paranoid
Can't fill my void
I know you hunger for the feeling that you happened to have felt before
But see of course, we don't get that choice
So leave the past for the people struggling to hear my voice
It's a gift and a curse, to get kicked to the curb
Easy to give up in a world designed to bring you hurt
So what's up?
You only die once
I was born to touch the sky
But I'ma die when I choose the month
Will I reside beside another memory
Please decide before end of assembly
Couple years gone by in a blink
Where do my eyes go when I sleep?
Gettin' stuck up in a past life since mine now just ain't workin'
Thinkin' I'm held down
I'm hiding behind the curtain
Avoiding everything true
I see clearer when the sky a different color than the same blue
So why choose the real thing?
When you could have a chance to be
Everything that you've ever dreamed of
In the land of make believe
In a field made out of crystals
This a place you wanna see
Know what you want be artificial
So why choose the real thing?
(everything that you've ever dreamed of)
(this a place you wanna see)