Dripping Ceiling Dreams

No, no, no, no Dreams driven electric Pulse like shattered glass Rivers run upside down At last, eyes bloom on Empty streets, lips, lips Taste the huller Sweet, twisting, turning Never land Hold my hands Real high, high, high, high And hold my hands And grind it Crushed sea For our reality These other than disguise It's a little high We're flying blinds And grinds and grinds You grind to crash Chaotic bliss Kiss the void Surrender this History Real, real high Forever high Forever now In Light dive into The fever dream We're the kings Of what it seems Clocks unwind and spirals fly Spiral shadows dance with pure delight Wings of smoke on feather beds Whirlwind thoughts inside my head Fruits explode in symphony Gravities of a memory stream Pulling strings in foyer Put the red joy On the edge of the void The electric pulse The edges frayed Frayed Lost in waves that never sway Surreal Oh, high We're flying Fly We're flying blinds And grinds and grinds You forged it Crash Chaotic bliss Kiss the void Surrender this A real, real high Forever night Bodies glowing Light dive into the fever dream We're the kings Of what it seems We're flying blinds Kiss the void Surrender this A real, real high Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh Surreal High, we're flying blind, melting minds in Grindr grind euphoric crash chaotic bliss kiss the void surrender this dreams drip slow the colors faded in Surreal Embrace, we remain Surreal