D’Haelo, Saint Sleep - Red Danes lyrics
[D’Haelo, Saint Sleep - Red Danes lyrics]
Floated down the path away from gimmicks
What kind of bitter taste
Is that I'm drinking?
I'm almost ready to get
The sixth golden ticket
About to win it, yeah, cannot stop thinking
Tired of the stuff my brain is making up
These things are the germs that
Makes my life rough
I just want the thoughts of past to be done
Walk on a dream like Empire of the Sun
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in thе way I move
That keeps them on their own
Wеlcome to the dream land
Write all the pictures I'm the sandman
Always raining in my sky box
Lips soft like a cloud lift off
I been trapped inside this dos box
Don't wanna play no war games
Don't wanna wait till
It's thermonuclear winter
Win or lose you still can't
Render all your limbs needing some ram
I'm getting wet i'm overheating I can't
Even function without
Overthinking the way that I'm
Living I'm getting a visit from
All of my prior convictions
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own
What kind of bitter taste
Is that I'm drinking?
I'm almost ready to get
The sixth golden ticket
About to win it, yeah, cannot stop thinking
Tired of the stuff my brain is making up
These things are the germs that
Makes my life rough
I just want the thoughts of past to be done
Walk on a dream like Empire of the Sun
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in thе way I move
That keeps them on their own
Wеlcome to the dream land
Write all the pictures I'm the sandman
Always raining in my sky box
Lips soft like a cloud lift off
I been trapped inside this dos box
Don't wanna play no war games
Don't wanna wait till
It's thermonuclear winter
Win or lose you still can't
Render all your limbs needing some ram
I'm getting wet i'm overheating I can't
Even function without
Overthinking the way that I'm
Living I'm getting a visit from
All of my prior convictions
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own
Standing on the shore
Waiting for the ship in call
There's something in the way I move
That keeps them on their own