[Chorus]
City's sleeping in a million pieces
And they're all exactly where they're supposed to be
Little people in a big machine
Trying to live the dream without opening ‘ invisible eyelids
What's it like on the other side?
There's no preparing for a new awareness
Plus you wouldn't believe me if I told you
You wouldn't believe me
You wouldn't believe me if I told you
There's no preparing for a new awareness
Plus you wouldn't believe me if I told you
[Joe Horton]
Red hand and a fistful of dead time (Chill out)
Stick to the script or with one flick of the wrist
You'll be licking up piss
Where the immigrants is
Bitch get a grip
Get money
Get rich
Get your check signed Pick a chemical to get by
Pick a
Pick a lie then stick to it
Game day nigga
Stakes can't get any bigger
Snake and a river and a thin line between 'em
Thinner than the ribbon on a tree trunk
Thicker than blood dripping from the tip of a pigeon feather
Written in some indigent tongue is a letter in the dirt to the death hum
Predators cry out
Render the flesh numb
Best of 'em do the reticent clown
Rocking a red lipped smile while keeping the head hung
[Crescent Moon]
Had a dream last night
I was the only one woke
Everyone else was sleeping
Living their lives in mirrors and smoke
Walking ‘round unconscious
Not alive, not dead
I tried to shake the pacified passerby
But they seemed satisfied trapped inside their heads
Tried talking to ‘em first
Started yelling when I saw that didn't work
Cussing with my hands in their faces
Cops came ‘round tried to put me in bracelets
Sleepwalkers closing in
Cold as the streets that I'm frozen in
Only one woke only one that can fight back
Eyes wide open, I don't come with a price tag
[Chorus]