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letra de dreamstage, our inception - bridge-mohan

dreams…

[intro]:
as i, emerge out of the darkness
i, reflect, the dream that i once harboured
rule the dom’s and the roberts, eameses, arthurs, mals and saitos
this my stage yo, paid with blood, sweat and tears what do we have here
got video vixens in the front row, babies cramped up in the ailse though, rongald regans in the stage box
i’d be the guy at the back who didn’t pay to watch
with the other young dreamers, tryna get their feet up
a wealthy mind but a starving heart
searching in the dark for a role, for a part, now i’ve robbed the stage you gon’ hear our remarks

[verse 1]:
act one portrays the background of me- always had a notion i been tryna break free
never fitted in with the rest of the peas, i was birthed with the cord wrapped around my neck
so since birth you could say i been struggling to breathe, a dream at least gave us a light to see
in the jungle, running, pumping, in a search for something, m-th-f-ck adjusting for nothing i’m dumping
bombs for their ear is what i told myself
if i never wake up we’ll burn in h-ll
but its never too late n’ time will tell, with that for my belt i sat afoot
to the withered road in the journeyed desert- for revenge n dreams we treasure
the look of remorse in a haters eyes, tears of the women who play a vice

[hook]:
born into a dream, fell into a nightmare
when i awoke the first time i saw that i could never fight fair
and since then it’s been dream after nightmare, dream after nightmare
can’t even tell if i’m awake but tonight i’m holding court on dreamstage
with a blunt in my hand and your b-tch by my side i-i-i
i said-
m-th-f-ck you n your crew boogie boo[x2]

[verse 2]:
cuz, as, act two metaphors for the, p-ssage, to foundation it’ll teach to keep yourself your own best friend
to never trust, n’ to watch every step, the deeper he dives, the realer it gets, then he finds the pearl
that the they’s hid when he was told-
young’n the world is oyster, you can be what you wanna be, do what you wanna do
if you stay in school n’ get good get grades- a slow cooked move but the fast dream he wanna taste
diving out of exploding planes in tux’s to victoria’s jet ski, then ride waves
but the price of a priceless scene ain’t cheap
seen with mj, bled in cobain, in broken people who to you have no name
i ain’t tryna be that guy, to my own code i abide
a low-key, humble, breath suffice, in my lungs but they still wanna test my might
fall seven times, get up eight
no handouts either way hold it down by your own name
when you choke the pain in glory they say- it was written, it was fate to carve it this way
but we shot in dark they just saw my gun flash when i held the barrel to my brain
now i wake in a realm, in an eden, in this place- in a stage of dream can’t tell which phase
ribbons n’ bottles, fallen angels in models

[outro]:
n’ as the curtains draw, n the roses fall
is it for my death or for applause
i said
can’t even tell if i’m awake but tonight i’m holding court on dreamstage
with a blunt in my hand and your b-tch by my side i-i-i
i said-
m-th-f-ck you n your crew boogie boo[x2]

- bridge mohan

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