Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
Talkin’ to my alter say life is what you make it
And if you make it death well rest your soul away
Dreams like this must die
And a dream like this must die
Dream like this must …
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
Talkin’ to my alter say life is what you make it
And if you make it death well rest your soul away
Dreams like this must die
And a dream like this must die
Dream like this must …
I can feel no sense of measure
no illusions as we take
refuge in young man’s pleasure
breaking down the dreams we make real
goodbye goodbye goodbye bad
leave it
hello hello heaven
when you wish upon a star
dreams will take you very far, yeah
when you wish upon a dream
life ain’t always what it seems, oh yeah
once you see your light so clear
in the sky so very dear
shining bright to see what you can truly be
that you can truly be
I focus on the pain the only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole the old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away but I remember everything
What have I become my sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away in the end
You could have it all my empire of dirt
I will let you down I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time the feelings disappear
You are someone else I am still right here