PHANTOM
Is he still sleeping?
He must be still sleeping
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When we he get out the blue?
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When will he get out the b-
It's cold out here
I been days, or months, or weeks, or years
It's hard to say and hard to know
Like Schrödinger,
you know how it goes
Or maybe you don't
Maybe I never existed
Maybe this is just a figment
Maybe all of my prayers are wishes
Maybe the power I once had inside of me's flared out and faded and now it's all gone
Maybe this place is a prison and I need to suffer and scream to atone for my wrongs
Maybe it's what I deserve
Maybe I need to be frozen and burned
Maybe I'm hoping in something that's fake and I need to quit wishing that I could return
Yeah, I'm dreaming of things
Buying a ring, getting down on one knee
Us living forever happily without all the hurt and the pain in between
But then it all fades, and I hear the screams,
I'm dreaming again
It's all the same and it's different,
lifetimes in a minute
Left, up, right, down just isn't
I'm seeing my family die at my hand
I'm seeing my darling with another man
I'm seeing my friends all forget who I am
I'm seeing myself rejecting my plan
I'm dreaming bout everything, everywhere, and all that it could have been
I'm dreaming bout all of my wins
I'm dreaming bout all of my sins
All of the questions I had are getting some answers
What if we're never-to-be like it's Sanvers?
What is the reason my hands hurt?
What if it's cancer? What if the fans lurk?
I'm dreaming they're throwing some stones
I'm dreaming my people are getting disowned
I'm dreaming that they all erase me
I'm seeing how all of'em hate me
It's too dark in here and I can't take it, but what else can I do?
Conjure up memories of people and places that made me safe
Rewind the tapes, play them all back, watch'em all through
Dive in head-first, and sink in the blue?
What else can I do?
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When we he get out the blue?
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When will he get out the b-
When will he get out the blue?
When will he get out the blue?
He must be still sleeping
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When we he get out the blue?
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When will he get out the b-
It's cold out here
I been days, or months, or weeks, or years
It's hard to say and hard to know
Like Schrödinger,
you know how it goes
Or maybe you don't
Maybe I never existed
Maybe this is just a figment
Maybe all of my prayers are wishes
Maybe the power I once had inside of me's flared out and faded and now it's all gone
Maybe this place is a prison and I need to suffer and scream to atone for my wrongs
Maybe it's what I deserve
Maybe I need to be frozen and burned
Maybe I'm hoping in something that's fake and I need to quit wishing that I could return
Yeah, I'm dreaming of things
Buying a ring, getting down on one knee
Us living forever happily without all the hurt and the pain in between
But then it all fades, and I hear the screams,
I'm dreaming again
It's all the same and it's different,
lifetimes in a minute
Left, up, right, down just isn't
I'm seeing my family die at my hand
I'm seeing my darling with another man
I'm seeing my friends all forget who I am
I'm seeing myself rejecting my plan
I'm dreaming bout everything, everywhere, and all that it could have been
I'm dreaming bout all of my wins
I'm dreaming bout all of my sins
All of the questions I had are getting some answers
What if we're never-to-be like it's Sanvers?
What is the reason my hands hurt?
What if it's cancer? What if the fans lurk?
I'm dreaming they're throwing some stones
I'm dreaming my people are getting disowned
I'm dreaming that they all erase me
I'm seeing how all of'em hate me
It's too dark in here and I can't take it, but what else can I do?
Conjure up memories of people and places that made me safe
Rewind the tapes, play them all back, watch'em all through
Dive in head-first, and sink in the blue?
What else can I do?
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When we he get out the blue?
Where'd the Golden Child go?
Got locked in the Phantom Zone?
When will he get up and move?
When will he get out the b-
When will he get out the blue?
When will he get out the blue?
Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Clark
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