I am still without devotion Cause we're all asleep at the wheel Asleep and so surrounded by what we feel A bad dream
On a rope and pulled through the ocean With my heart, I'm lost out at sea And every kind of thought screams misery So lonely
I'm a Johnny-come-lately, but I will not give up And my words they escape me, but I'm full of dumb luck And the world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell And the look in my eye is a look that can kill
I am not (dream of it) without emotion I have ran from the pain of my youth From the mess that I hunt And the catch and the thrill And I knew
I am not (dream of it) in the circles of envy I'd thank God, but then what is he for? 'Cause I left a few white calls at his front door I'll leave more (dream of it)
I'm a Johnny-come-lately, but I will not give up (dream of it) And my words they escape me, but I'm full of dumb luck (dream of it) And the world is an oyster, with a poisonous shell And the look in my eye is a look that can kill
Don't you go, come a little bit closer now If you like, when you die
March your soul to a little light fire now If you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe If you like, when you die
Clasp your hands, do whatever your heart commands You will find, when you die, You are mine
(Dream of it) (Dream of it)
Don't you go, come a little bit closer now If you like, when you die
March your soul to a little light fire now If you like, when you die
Speak to me, cry a river and make believe If you like, when you die
Clasp your hands, do whatever your heart commands You will find, when you die, You are mine
Compositores: Ilan Samuel Rubin (Ilan Rubin) (BMI), Thomas Delonge (Tom Delonge) (ASCAP)Editores: Big Deal Notes (ASCAP), Elitist Music (ASCAP), Hipgnosis Songs Fund Limited (PRS), Royal Family Publishing Worldwide (ASCAP)ECAD verificado obra #36310502 em 04/Jun/2024 com dados da UBEM