Sangtekster:
Bleed The Dream Voices

Children grow old so soon Past the kids who gather there Pain masked by narcotic stares But no one really cares Her dreams were cut up and bled dry A million voices

death of hope. Life slain by love, I don't think that we will live through this. Life slain by promise. One last message of the voice of him,the voice

going to win Join us 'cause I'll never let you in I claw at the walls until my fingers bleed Is it really happening or is it just a dream? Dream I

was then they got nervous the niggity nasty Jim Jones boot ya in the head, steal toes to the dome poted dank, fools its your choice niggas hate my face but they love my voice

dreams son Rolling down hill and the year has just begun I see America lonely with its dick hard (Hello) Wrote this on the back of a greeting card From this bleeding

dimension of witches that bring out the voices That issue more tragedies The seas of cries Will soon be turning Your fuckin' life over Left the priest and island bleeding

lungs and in our dreams You can bottle up our voice Sealed and labeled with a made up choice Sell it on an on until we bleed Feed the fire Until there

life away Smoke your life away Fuck your life away Dream your life away Scheme your life away 'Cause your seeds Grow up the same way A voice cries

blue Was a mad house all flooded by the rain Or did I once live it in a dream A-throwing all good minutes to the sea Did you know the sky can also bleed