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]