Trevor Sensor - On Account of Exile, Vol. 2

I Guess It Was a Fever Dream

Outside, oh the walls are closing in
Onto our lives
Oh I know that I can take it on the chin
Sad eyes, oh you walk the empty streets
To feel the sunshine
For the sun don't go away
Just cause we hide

I can feel it in my blood
A cemetery prayer for tranquil eyes
Oh I know it isn't bad
The kind of life I want, but never had

Oh I guess it was a fever dream

Sunrise, oh another day alone
Stuck on the inside
Now we wish our lives weren't like the silver screen

Oh I blame it on the news
Ignorance is bliss-just like our deaths
Oh I've done what I can do
A moment for a solitary breath

Oh I guess it was a fever dream

Oh why am I amongst
Zealot tribes who claim the End of Times?
Oh isn't it sad-
People only care when it's their heads?

Oh I guess it was a fever dream

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Writer(s): Trevor Sensor
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