My God
I think I threw up
I got a river filled with darlings who
connect to the words in my gut
And the poets hanging out in the back
He's doing things that he can never
take back
It's a condition I attract
It's not us
It's not us
My God
Did you really give up?
Do you live in side the people
With all that stuff
You got a motorcar crashing the scene
You got idols making lists where
They've been
I speak about it in dreams
It's not a holding pattern baby
just wait and see
Are you dreaming?
What are you dreaming about now?
Do you believe me?
Who you gonna believe now?
Are you dreaming?
What are you dreaming about now?
Don't believe me?
Who's gonna believe me now?
Dreaming, what are you dreaming
about now?
Cause I forgot
My God
I think I threw up
I got a river filled with darlings who
connect to the words in my gut
it's not us
it's not us
it's not us
no, it's not us