Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dreamland, artist - Fox Stevenson. Album song Killjoy, in the genre Драм-н-бэйсDate of issue: 17.10.2019
Record label: Antifragile
Song language: English
Dreamland |
| With extra time I’d like to think I would’ve done this better |
| The fact I could ever fail never crossed my mind |
| Somewhere out there hear my demons screaming «now or never» |
| I think I just crossed that line (yeah) |
| I’m kinda done with hanging out in bottle service |
| You confused me, yeah you used me, but that’s just as well |
| Hungry people tryin' to break me, make me kind of nervous |
| Just goes to show that you never can tell |
| Does everybody live in a dreamland? |
| Is this dreamland all that we know? |
| Swallowing us up in an avalanche |
| And blurring these lines with smoke |
| They tell me that I should be a real man |
| But the only thing that I know |
| Is that I’ll find my way out of this wasteland |
| 'Cause this wasteland ain’t home |
| With extra time I could have made up better words and letters |
| Pale shadows of my heroes help me rule the night |
| Somewhere out there hear my people screaming «do it better» |
| I’m just an echo of the things I like |
| I’m tired of never feeling like I’ll serve a purpose |
| Snow on mirrors, future killers, yeah, just be yourselves |
| Hungry people always stressing, guessing, never surface |
| Just goes to show that you never can tell |
| Does everybody live in a dreamland? |
| Is this dreamland all that we know? |
| Swallowing us up in an avalanche |
| And blurring these lines with smoke |
| They tell me that I should be a real man |
| But the only thing that I know |
| Is that I’ll find my way out of this wasteland |
| 'Cause this wasteland ain’t home |
| If I don’t believe in all the old gods or the new |
| How am I supposed to find my way? |
| Searching the universe for something we can do |
| And living to fight another day |
| And that’s okay |
| We’re falling from on top of the tree house |
| And no one cares if we go |
| I stumble over to a policeman |
| He says, «son, you better get back home» |
| And everybody’s laughing at me now |
| From their faces covered in snow |
| I’m trying to be the best I can be now |
| They say «make it something we know» |
| Does everybody live in a dreamland? |
| Is this dreamland all that we know? |
| Swallowing us up in an avalanche |
| And blurring these lines with smoke |
| They tell me that I should be a real man |
| But my pride will be the first thing to go |
| I gotta get out of this wasteland |
| 'Cause this wasteland ain’t home |
| Wasteland ain’t home |
| Just goes to show that you never can tell |
| Does everybody live in a dreamland? |
| Is this dreamland all that we know? |
| Swallowing us up in an avalanche |
| And blurring these lines with smoke |
| They tell me that I should be a real man |
| But the only thing that I know |
| Is that I’ll find my way out of this wasteland |
| 'Cause this wasteland ain’t home |