Plea said every given breath I have is an automation
But the deed said every living dream has a destination
Truly distraught
The Illusion of the clarity
Of what's been seized in caught
In the illusion of our merits we
Give up our seams and dreams
And we look towards the sky
A dream possessed an aspiration to settle all my lies
But the lead said "In this investigation it don't matter - if you're blind."
Truly distraught
The Illusion of the clarity
Of what's been seized in caught
In the illusion of our merits we
Give up our seams and dreams
And we look towards the sky
'Cause raised in a day - the American way
We lost sight of the rays, daydreaming the other day
And fiending for the other way
To live our lives
Truly we're just out of place but they still chose
To run
As we're slowly drawn to space when the moon hid
The Sun
Lost in a dream, with confiscated gold
The wise men catching z's with the keys they behold...
The prison seized.
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