Shattered Dreams Lyrics
| Song | Shattered Dreams |
| Artist | Cunninlynguists |
| Album | Oneirology |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Poor me, pour me a shot of patroncigarillo or bordello | |
| I just gotta be blownin a silicone zone where titties are grownand sessions in the recession where fifties are thrownrose petals, pedaled within cities of stonereefer and liquor dance, my chemical romancemy pitiful cold handsthat ache to be warmlike a tux with gold cuffs that waits to be wornnowadaysloves in the haze of a flashbackthose that invest deeply need be gettin’ they cash backbeing in lust with love, feels so dreamytill it’s shattered in beautiful pieces scattered beneath mei still chase it, you gotta believe me | |
| I just don’t think it’s as instant as an instance on tvwe try to close the distance but persistence ain’t easythere’s a ribbon in the sky if you listen to | |
| Stevieproblem is, my arms can’t reach that faror stretch that high, is it best | |
| I flywith the wings of a goose, mixed with red bulland a night cap slapped on to keep my head coolawaken in a state of confusiondressing quickly to get back to my cityfuckin’ delusionwhere | |
| I livewhere | |
| I staywhere | |
| I sleepwhere | |
| I lay[BRIDGE - DEACON & COURTNEY CAMPBELL] | |
| I’ve seen all the things that pass me byoh why can’t it be real? | |
| I cling to my dreams as | |
| I grab the skyoh why can’t it be real? |
| Poor me, pour me a shot of patroncigarillo or bordello | |
| I just gotta be blownin a silicone zone where titties are grownand sessions in the recession where fifties are thrownrose petals, pedaled within cities of stonereefer and liquor dance, my chemical romancemy pitiful cold handsthat ache to be warmlike a tux with gold cuffs that waits to be wornnowadaysloves in the haze of a flashbackthose that invest deeply need be gettin' they cash backbeing in lust with love, feels so dreamytill it' s shattered in beautiful pieces scattered beneath mei still chase it, you gotta believe me | |
| I just don' t think it' s as instant as an instance on tvwe try to close the distance but persistence ain' t easythere' s a ribbon in the sky if you listen to | |
| Stevieproblem is, my arms can' t reach that faror stretch that high, is it best | |
| I flywith the wings of a goose, mixed with red bulland a night cap slapped on to keep my head coolawaken in a state of confusiondressing quickly to get back to my cityfuckin' delusionwhere | |
| I livewhere | |
| I staywhere | |
| I sleepwhere | |
| I lay BRIDGE DEACON COURTNEY CAMPBELL | |
| I' ve seen all the things that pass me byoh why can' t it be real? | |
| I cling to my dreams as | |
| I grab the skyoh why can' t it be real? |
| Poor me, pour me a shot of patroncigarillo or bordello | |
| I just gotta be blownin a silicone zone where titties are grownand sessions in the recession where fifties are thrownrose petals, pedaled within cities of stonereefer and liquor dance, my chemical romancemy pitiful cold handsthat ache to be warmlike a tux with gold cuffs that waits to be wornnowadaysloves in the haze of a flashbackthose that invest deeply need be gettin' they cash backbeing in lust with love, feels so dreamytill it' s shattered in beautiful pieces scattered beneath mei still chase it, you gotta believe me | |
| I just don' t think it' s as instant as an instance on tvwe try to close the distance but persistence ain' t easythere' s a ribbon in the sky if you listen to | |
| Stevieproblem is, my arms can' t reach that faror stretch that high, is it best | |
| I flywith the wings of a goose, mixed with red bulland a night cap slapped on to keep my head coolawaken in a state of confusiondressing quickly to get back to my cityfuckin' delusionwhere | |
| I livewhere | |
| I staywhere | |
| I sleepwhere | |
| I lay BRIDGE DEACON COURTNEY CAMPBELL | |
| I' ve seen all the things that pass me byoh why can' t it be real? | |
| I cling to my dreams as | |
| I grab the skyoh why can' t it be real? |
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