For a dreamer
Make do and mend
I spent my night
Sweating through my clothes,
And screaming 'til my throat
Ached like burning coals.
Still it's not right
Now that everything i know
Gets caught between
The gnashing teeth of the hype machine.
And so it goes…
Sweating through my clothes,
And screaming 'til my throat
Ached like burning coals.
Still it's not right
Now that everything i know
Gets caught between
The gnashing teeth of the hype machine.
And so it goes…
I've never felt more alone.
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