Nightmares Are Free, but Dreams Are Sold

Put the pieces to the puzzle
Patchwork of those that would become you
Think fast, what would your son do?
Locks full of keys
Crack the door just enough to let the sun through

It's not what you will do, it's what you won't
Suffice it to say that you're not supposed to
Hold a horseshoe just to drive the post through

Ooh-ooh, success as a reversal
Ooh-ooh, encores became rehearsal
La, la-la-la, don't let that bubble burst you
La, la-la-la, death will be rebirth too

Parker's on the Perth news
Vices turn to virtues
Pass the match, go ahead, let them burn you
They may even try to hurt you

Roll the dice and burn the ice
And bad advice should suffice
And what would have been
And what we could do
While we gaze down at our shoes

And roll the rocks back
And bring the horns in
And the effects of what we're causing
Rewind, forword and pausing

Ooh-ooh, success as a reversal
Ooh-ooh, encores became rehearsal
La, la-la-la, don't let that bubble burst you
La, la-la-la, death will be rebirth too

Mining for the fool's gold
Searching too for words that will never be told
Clocks turn backwards, but I only grow old
Eyes roll back, my heart is cold
Full house of jokers, bet the house, make them fold
Nightmares are free, but dreams are sold



Credits
Writer(s): Ginger Winn, Matthew Baione
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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