[Verse 1]
Death wasn't really the worst part
Time spent floating above is
Body done, that's when the hurt start
They call it passing, that's not it, they lying
Fuck them altars and headstones
Who they think all them flowers for?
Can't smell nothing, you just bones
They cry a little less every hour, so that must be real nice
Cross in the earth marks
End when everything began
Death scars looking like birthmarks
Take for granted they free standing
[Chorus]
Y'all should grab one right by the dream space
Makе one scream until she pray
Makе one run until he dead
Make one break until they leave
The body hurts, see the body gone
So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies?
They keep singin' they songs while your body rot
Well, fuck it, come on, they gotta pay
[Verse 2]
Chase the dreamer, chase the dreamer, fuck it up
Shake the dreamer, shake the dreamer, wake it up and that will
Make the dreamer hate the dreamer, cut it up
Break the dream, awake the demon, run it up then you can
Get into the head where they tried to make sense of senses, start their sixth
Let 'em know the dead levitating just ahead and they best not slip
True, because you bled out doesn't mean you ever left and that's that shit
Everyone is scared and they telling all their secrets, don't that sound like
Snitch behavior, snitch behavior? Zip it up
Kiss the fear and simply savor, lick it up
That tastes like wishes made by twisted prayers, rip it up
Split the vision, mince the savior, get the guts
Death wasn't really the worst part
Time spent floating above is
Body done, that's when the hurt start
They call it passing, that's not it, they lying
Fuck them altars and headstones
Who they think all them flowers for?
Can't smell nothing, you just bones
They cry a little less every hour, so that must be real nice
Cross in the earth marks
End when everything began
Death scars looking like birthmarks
Take for granted they free standing
[Chorus]
Y'all should grab one right by the dream space
Makе one scream until she pray
Makе one run until he dead
Make one break until they leave
The body hurts, see the body gone
So who body make up for all the wrongs done to bodies?
They keep singin' they songs while your body rot
Well, fuck it, come on, they gotta pay
[Verse 2]
Chase the dreamer, chase the dreamer, fuck it up
Shake the dreamer, shake the dreamer, wake it up and that will
Make the dreamer hate the dreamer, cut it up
Break the dream, awake the demon, run it up then you can
Get into the head where they tried to make sense of senses, start their sixth
Let 'em know the dead levitating just ahead and they best not slip
True, because you bled out doesn't mean you ever left and that's that shit
Everyone is scared and they telling all their secrets, don't that sound like
Snitch behavior, snitch behavior? Zip it up
Kiss the fear and simply savor, lick it up
That tastes like wishes made by twisted prayers, rip it up
Split the vision, mince the savior, get the guts
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