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Sippin’ on wine
In this airport bar
Tryna forget last night
And where you are
'Cause I hate to fly
Away so far
After a good ole’ fight
You love

the past became
But I’ll be ok
I’ve just gotta keep pressing on
(Better days are ahead)
I’ll just gotta keep pressing on
(Better days are ahead)
Gotta keep

No, no, no, home, no, no, no

We are right there on the brink
We are right there on the brink

All of this could be long gone
All of this will be

To sun
Breathing fire
Falling rain
Enfolding
Earth

Our lips are dry
Riverbeds cracked by the sun
Dust settling in stillness
Thirsting for fresh

Already knew what god damn happened
It's written all over your face
This is getting usual are you guys trippin'
R U not sick and tired of this game

Love kitty está no ar
Passo a noite inteira a amar

Love kitty está no ar
Passo a noite inteira a amar

Vem cá minha bela tigresa
Trato-te como uma

Someone put these fuckin' MP's under arrest
I think people are trapped and their burnin' alive
Pass the buck avoid justice with money and lies
Someone make

with the day and now

And now reality's real, and dimensions are cheating
Reality's real, now I just want to let it go
Reality's real, and dimensions are

down
There’s no way of knowing where we are going
It’s hard to tell if this is heaven or it’s hell
But we can dance till we get there
We can dance any

out
I won’t give you nun to trip on
Gotta let me know
Let me know
Are we still on
It’s only one type for your type
That’s a real one
They can’t treat

I know what you're like
Never gave a shit and never will
Are we friends are we still friends
Don't even try to pretend
Like we're reaching the end

Never thought that I could be this close to you
Skin to skin, our eyes are locked on the moon
The stars are dancing above us, I could stay like this

why I wont cross that thin blue line
Cuz I'm just tryna make it

Here we are again, hate to say that I'm surprised
But I know it won't be the last
Since

I’m an insert expletive
You better than me?
Nigga skurt negative
The shit that I spit make you hurt sensitive
Don’t call me your bro we are not

You think you're going back to the old days
Think you've found a way back to the old ways
But things may not be as they seem
And you are not so self

You are the power and the light
You are the peace in the dark night
You are the hope that everything's right
You are the dream that no one fights

No

I would come back to you if you asked me
Because you're so beautiful
Your eyes are shining bright
They even shine in the dark
Your eyes are like

Why can't you see 
How fragile we are
Why don't you know
We all carry scars
We are not machines 
Not just flesh and bone 
The need to touch is gently

All these pigs are in the streets being racist acting kings 
If we don't want pigs to fly maybe we should snip their wings

What the fuck do we do when

yeah, yeah
Put on your party frock
Let's hit the fields and rock
We like to party
Join in the party
We are the party
Party flock

There's no lost sheep in

We are the children
Of the earth and sky
We are the children
Of the mountains high
We are the children
Of the scars of war
We are the children

But I think that it is profound how
We don't care about people until they are in the ground but don't get me wrong

I've been making bad decisions
That

something we lost

We are out of breath
Sirens rings away
Sound of a new death
Protect your garden
We are out of breath
Sirens rings away
Sound of a new death

I wanna write a song for you
But I don't know where you are
All the words escape my mouth
But I think I've gone too far
When we reach the end of days