I want to guard your dreams and visions.
Things from our Brain
When we gamble with our time, We choose our destiny.
You know the day destroys the night.
Burned the place to the ground.
Who wants to join my Frat?
Traveling in a fried-out combie.
To chase a feather in the wind.
To the sound of the beat.
No use in sayin’ sorry, it’s something I enjoy.
Your crime is time.
All that glitters is gold.
I’m movin’ out.
And everything under the sun is in tune.
I’m running down a dream that never would come to me.
The way they’ve always done before.
Remember when you were young?
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had.
All the world’s indeed a stage….
Rumour spreadin’ ’round.
Said can I take you home where we can be alone.
I can’t stand losing you.
You can taste the bright lights but you won’t get there for free.
I can’t control my fingers, I can’t control my brain.