Dreams - SHAD

We think 'till we’re emotional

Then drink until we’re sociable again

This whole century is sensory overload

Stay the night, roam the globe

We go from low to overdose back to comatose

Brightest lights, coldest roads

My generation is a rose that’s grown

From concrete rubble under a broken home

In a busy city where we’ve never felt so alone

Let’s get outta here baby, Barry Bonds

I know we’ve both got baggage, I hope they’re carry-ons

Same age as pops when he married moms

Pipe dreams, cherry bombs blow up… gone

Grow up, achieve, succeed

You know that you’ve arrived when you always gotta leave

And you’re up all night cause you’re living all your dreams

The fantasy: a black room, one mirror

The man I see: inside of the vanity, can’t believe

That he can’t believe anymore, in any force

Stronger than a bombshell blonde that’s twentyfour

Room had many doors — how to choose?

He said the echo in the space made him sound confused

And there’s mirrors all around, 100,000 views

Become 1000 faces in the now crowded room

Loud music all around and booze and the sound of youth

They got advanced because they only know how to move

Dreams… dreams…