Sweet Dreams

歌詞

Dreams... dreams... We think 'till we're emotional Then drink until we're sociable again This whole century is sensory overload Stay the night, roam the globe We go from low to overdose back to comatose Brightest lights, coldest roads My generation is a rose that's grown From concrete rubble under a broken home In a busy city where we've never felt so alone Let's get outta here baby, Barry Bonds I know we've both got baggage, I hope they're carry-ons Same age as pops he married moms Pipe dreams, cherry bombs blow up... gone Grow up, achieve, succeed You know that you've arrived when you always gotta leave And you're up all night cause you're living all your dreams The fantasy: a black room, one mirror The man I see: inside of the vanity, can't believe That he can't believe anymore, in any force Stronger than a bombshell blonde that's twenty-four Room had many doors - how to choose? He said the echo in the space made him sound confused And there's mirrors all around, 100,000 views Become 1000 faces in the now crowded room Loud music all around and booze and the sound of youth They got advanced because they only know how to move We think 'till we're emotional Then drink until we're sociable again This whole century is sensory overload Dreams... dreams...