D r e a m v i l l e

[Verse 1: Bless] Proceed to the nearest exit sir You’re left with nothing but memories Remember we can’t let this happen again It’ll take a while to kick in But when it does, you’ll know how it feels To never be abandoned by friends, because you won’t let them in It won’t all happen at once First, you’ll lose your religion, say F it Then say, “Don’t knock it, mind your business.” People were skeptical, but does it matter? They made a monster out of a six year old boy Who happened to be a lovatic before lovatics were real But what happened to addicts? Influenced by your parents’ bad habits? But still couldn’t control the madness your home girl would feel I must be asthmatic, that’s tragic I couldn’t breathe, but I can’t panic I can’t stand it, because it’s me If you don’t feel it, then you haven’t lost yet It’ll cause stress; offsetting your life until you forget [Hook: Bless] Have mercy on my soul? For this cold world shows no remorse But of course, I’m back to the topic of death Why does it happen? Could our souls last with regret filled caskets? If I die today, it’ll symbolize a fight to the death Look into my eyes and say you hate me like it was your last breath Before I rest X2 [Verse 2: Bless] You’re fiendish but need to realize, even the fiendish can die Murder with truth between everything that you’ve seen is combined Really no need for response, bleed as you meet your demise Grieve as you’re seeing me rise I hope you can live with the cards you’re dealing The feeling of kneeling before a god is so unappealing Revealing a rising floor while the pressure’s crushing the ceiling I’m willing to blow my brains only if it’ll help with healing Need I remind you? A cop never needed the swine flu, to be a sick pig This world isn’t behind you It’s addictive; I really hope you don’t mind Me getting back at you for those lies you aimed at me Hindsight, my vision is much clearer We stray from the tracks, as the conductor looks in the mirror and tells me, “Look back.” This is night of the living atheist, basing this on facts Pull up to the gate, he lets me off and I get attacked by a ghost of your wonderland He begs for his kids back You think it’s an act? His last breath said I hate you I think it’s to death; he’ll have a regret filled casket Life can’t get any worse; I swear it happened so fast Thoughts are roaming uncontrollably thinking about my past (whoa) Hold your applause; if life is a war, then this is me revealing my scars Ms. Berry is like a sister, stopped me from growing cold Let me pop you with this; just so you know that I’ll never fold As I pop in the clip [Hook: Bless]