Post-Apocalyptic Dream

Allow me to paint a picture, with these words
Of a world that will only be happiness

I'd like to present a future,best thing you ever heard
To have perfect day after perfect day of bliss

The sun would rise out of the east

Dawning of a new age under our feet

We'll turn round the words 'till you lose track of what they mean

In the Post-Apocalyptic Dream

From Outside the screen, my forehead turns into a crease
'Cause I've seen the puzzle's missing a piece

Why are you tryin' to sell me something I don't need
With these chimes of morphine filled with greed, and say
The sun will shine high down south

I'll decide what needs to be allowed

There'll be no need to speak out

In the Post-Apocalyptic
Dream State can't get out my head, my legs are made of led,
Shit I'm scared, in this brave new world, think
Hug me 'till you drug me honey, kiss me 'till I'm in a coma
Make me feel all safe and happy, maybe all that's left is
Soma get me out my state, before it's to late
This is something that can't wait
Dream state get me out my bed, stand on my feet and
Fight my battles with words and say
The sun is is setting in the west

Never knew it would be so restless to rest

Can't you see we're all breaking at the seems

In all these Post-Apocalyptic Dreams



Credits
Writer(s): Sybille's On Jupiter
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