Stop! (blue mix)

We express the same things but with different words
We acknowledge the same curve and those might-have-heards

It's like the last line you draw to remind of the past-time
A fast-winded feeling of freedom, pleased to be recognized

And I can hear your doctors calling from here
They're saying

Killed by his independency and Achilles heel
Coz he armed himself with stealthy mass-appeal

Where's my muse, where's my muse
It feels like every word slipping through my mouth has been used

Staggering like the old man feeding the dirt
With my glass eye reflecting all the things that I've learned

A windowless frame in a transparent room
Filling up cracks with plastic assumes

Shapeshift
A nuance
A venue

Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
Wreck of your life, aim til you get sober
Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
My friend

Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
Wreck of your life, aim til you get sober
Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
My friend

I wrestle myself as I walk along the way, remotely watching
I find myself staring
Building up an empire, of my great desire
While the fumes from my thought process take me higher

Higher and higher, I ain't stoppin' there
My avalanche of color starts over there
And I've got the solitary key to go through

Grey and delicious
The traps can be so vicious
Prepare for the ultimate take-down

Part time experience
Might save you from deliverance
But will it serve the greater cause?

Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
Wreck of your life, aim til you get sober
Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
My friend

Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
Wreck of your life, aim til you get sober
Don't stop dreaming cuz this ain't over
My friend