First single from forthcoming Sour Bubblegum record on Jaz Records.
lyrics
Dream death, dream death, dream death.
Bad dreams, yellow teeth, lost family
I'm cold, I'm cold, I'm cold.
Dream death, old in a hospital,
Dream death, in a classic convertible,
Dream death, obsessed and worn out,
Dream death, one on the piles of people.
But I never even started crying,
I knew somewhere your love was hiding out.
I wanna run, run, run
from my foolish dead self,
to breathe in your real live dreams,
Living.
Dream death, dream death, dream death.
Crowded streets, bloody lips, red faces all burning old,
burning old, burning oil, burning oil,
they're all burning oil.
Dream death, rolled up in a carpet,
Dream death, buried with a locket,
Dream death, there is no ending,
Dream death, just making a living.
But I never even started crying,
I knew somewhere your love was hiding out.
I wanna run, run, run
from my foolish dead self,
to breathe in your real live dreams,
Living.
To breathe in your real live dreams,
Living.
To live in your real live dreams,
Breathing in.
To lie in your only loving arms;
A little dying.
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