Stage 5

Rush of blood to the head
Puff of smoke in the air I don't really care
No one really knows me
I'm drowning in the haze up ahead

Settle in for the drive
Bright lights gonna carry us through the night
My telescope is blind inside

Wish I knew what was better for me
False promise on the silver screen
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
Sandstorm in a bottle that thinks
Technicolor's only in my dreams

Stepping off of the edge
The panoramic lens leads me into the flames

Calm the crooks, it's getting late now
But we can always figure it out

What it's all about
I'm losing my mind here
I'm losing it all
And I can't wait to feel the rain

Wish I knew what was better for me
False promise on the silver screen
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
Sandstorm in a bottle that thinks
Technicolor's only in my dreams

All the things
All the things
All the things I've ever known slowly come undone

Wish I knew what was better for me
False promise on the silver screen
I don't wanna die, I don't wanna die
Sandstorm in a bottle that thinks
Technicolor's only in my dreams

My dreams
All the things I've ever known will now become undone
Come undone



Credits
Writer(s): Trent Alexander
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