Propeller

No skills to pay the bills Even After I swallow my pills I sold my bags, my jewels, and my soul I'm not the prisoner chained by the past My full heart is ready to explode You floating like dust in the outer reaches of the cosmos Do you want me give release? I'll never let you rest in peace You keep wearing a paper crown The silver trail of smoke from your town I gaze the skies, rollin' my eyes This town rotten from the inside out Hold another hand who understands Soon I'll be done All the King's men cannot put it back together I saw the shadow from the future Iron Birds with fluids In fact impact's closin' in I'm gonna cut you up and tear your small world apart Oneday you'll walking on shaky ground Whatever anyone says, I'll make it The lies you're told are covered the world with imagination Dream on, You got the version Dream on Dream on, You got the version Dream on, You got the version Dream on Dream on Dream on Dream on, Dream on, Dream on, You got the version Dream on, Dream on, Dream on, You got the version Dream on, Dream on, Dream on, You got the version...