Surreal Dreams
This is all in my head, I'm merely dreaming, eternally dead
They say the dead can't dream, I say bullshit! We may be buried but we retain our heads
Stop time and start over again, don't worry, we'll follow through; we'll do it the same
We'll build empires and fight as we perpetually chip away at the human reign
Copyright © Christopher Stones | Year Posted 2014
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