Pipe Dreams
Let the people start a riot
Psychic, I can see the sirens
Blue and red against the violent sky
God I seek to find, I can't beat the time
Salvador, I bend it
Never fear perfection no one ever gets
What you call a pipe dream is a sure thing
Flying free I'm a caged bird hear me sing
Pretty soon they'll be wanting a piece
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
I can't control it the way the wind blows
I been praying for luck but that bitch never shows
I been looking for answers putting shit up my nose
Living like I'm in Rome I might never come home
Flip penny cents to Diesel when I can't afford a meal
Turn a track to a deal, fate is sealed
I'm a fucking bonafide born leader
Burn fires die trying for my people
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Dreaming myself out my mind
Into another life
Where the fruit is ripe
In another life
That is life
I been dreaming myself out my mind
Where it's greener on the other side
Where the fruit is ripe
I've been dreaming out my mind
Out my mind
Psychic, I can see the sirens
Blue and red against the violent sky
God I seek to find, I can't beat the time
Salvador, I bend it
Never fear perfection no one ever gets
What you call a pipe dream is a sure thing
Flying free I'm a caged bird hear me sing
Pretty soon they'll be wanting a piece
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
I can't control it the way the wind blows
I been praying for luck but that bitch never shows
I been looking for answers putting shit up my nose
Living like I'm in Rome I might never come home
Flip penny cents to Diesel when I can't afford a meal
Turn a track to a deal, fate is sealed
I'm a fucking bonafide born leader
Burn fires die trying for my people
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Hold up, made of gold
Better fear me better know
Like ay ay ay
Dreaming myself out my mind
Into another life
Where the fruit is ripe
In another life
That is life
I been dreaming myself out my mind
Where it's greener on the other side
Where the fruit is ripe
I've been dreaming out my mind
Out my mind
Credits
Writer(s): Nadine El Roubi
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