The Tilt Shift

The kids are gonna eat it up
If we make a poppy beat
Stealing sounds and melodies
Imitate it properly
Nothing more than just the facts
Just a tragic comedy
Original thoughts that we lack
Yet no one is stopping me

I'm not gonna give in to
Something else, something new
Everyone one I thought I knew
Inconsequential dramatic fools
Can we all float in tune
A birthday without balloons
How can I share this thing
Suicidal empathetic dreams

It's hard to choose...
I lose

The smile I fake, hides my soul
Keep it drowned inside of me
Now I can hear the screams
Reflecting off my broken dreams
Hold it in, don't go alone
Generic ghosts are taunting me
Out of focus, no control
Neurotic monopoly

I'm not gonna give in to
Something else, something new
Everyone one I thought I knew
Inconsequential dramatic fools
Can we all float in tune
A birthday without balloons
How can I share this thing
Suicidal empathetic dreams

It's hard to choose...
I lose
I lose
I lose
I lose



Credits
Writer(s): Martin Dunn
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