Kill the Intellectuals - not rlly real | Текст песни

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• Kill the Intellectuals
• not rlly real

last night I dreamt I was flying round corners
in this car without doors or seatbelts but I was happy cause you weren't there
and I've learned some things in my short almost 17 years
that this is not the end
this is not the end
or even the middle
Ill start over and I'll shake till my bones cry
and ache for some relief
I'll go out and tell the world that I am not fine
but that's ok cause I am me
everything is not as it seems
it's all just an alternate reality
and you will learn to breathe if you can get through the fumes of youth
I travel the streets and hope for a purpose
I go outside and I say hello to all the plants in the gardens
I try not to hurt you
and I try not to hurt me too
This isn't actually
It's really pretend
It's not really fake
and its not the end