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lirik lagu dream machine – brbrck

hear it calling

when the moon is high in the sky i fly
to another level
to a world of angels and devils
and b-sses and trebles
when i awake i’m disheveled
but i’ve taken something back from the places i’ve traveled

you can find me halfway across the universe

getting high on trees like i’m climbing sequoias
delicious mix of apathy and paranoia
oh sh-t
it’s 2 am again, drunk and my hand is trembling
sunk, and now my mental palace in mariana’s trench again
like a villain with no henchmen
what i’mma do?
‘cept for pour a sip more, slip into the floor, and then slide into
a side that you have never seen before and i’m not sure i want to show it
wouldn’t consider it one to grow with
but still i goeth into this dark night on a treasure hunt
pirate booty that defy any unit of measurement
double double toil and trouble
kingdom rise from soil and rubble
boil and bubble up enough to block the sky until it crumbles
and it will crumble, believe you me
and all i’m left with is the scribbles on the back of the guest list
def sh-t between doodles and a death wish
reckless, sorta like a self-induced inception
witching hour welcome for the one who walks the galaxy
unsticks himself from time for a holiday from reality
and the fallacy is he needs it
alone he can’t achieve it
else why else would he seek it and crash the ship every evening?
as with anything worth doing
i did it for the story
and if you’re looking for me
you can find me

you can find me halfway across the universe

you can find me
in my rocket ship, got the clip lit
on my docket is getting ripsh-t
pseudo-apocalyptic
it only feel like the world’s end
clamp down, hold tight
if you survive the whirlwind
then you in a technicolor oz
with a handful of hash and a bottle of shiraz
got a candid attachment to coddling our flaws
and a band full of brothers but we’re throttling the cause
we’re just hand-holding otters trying not to float away
asking why we should bother is just fodder to stay
and ash on the land of our fathers is the way
to retroactively brand it as the bandit of the day
i kinda understand it in a way
‘cause when the night falls, it’s alright y’all
until it isn’t
and why my visits from the muse inextricably linked to the drink
it doesn’t excuse anything but i think
on the brink of madness is g*nius
path in between them is seen as the zenith
seeing as how i’m peaking
also knee-deep in the ether
either i’m learning or i’m burning
seem to do neither
seething under the surface
but i wake up with remnants of tomes and a sense of renewed purpose
but still the fool searches
i only hope you can find me

halfway across the universe

- brbrck

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