Compositor: Gabriel Miranda Rodrigues da Silva
Just woke up this pretty morning
Feeling like my sister is making a ceremony
I guess it’s Monday but she’s so happy that it looks phony
She’s wearing her boyfriend’s blouse
Wait a minute, what's she doing on my house?
The answer runs out of her mouth
She’s saying something important without a doubt
I was with the pajamas on, she grab my hand
Open the door, I was sleepy and I couldn’t understand
She said, follow me, command
She said something about people being scammed
We kept walking until I saw the building
That I used to work in
A bunch of people in a circle, interesting
Nobody’s calling 911 but they’re recording it
Genesis, genesis
Lucid dreams, lucid dreams
Yeah, a corpse at the ground
Id’s nowhere to be found
Suicidal at the middle, bunch of people around
Lots of selfies sounds
Then I feel a strange surround
Look back, non-fat
Guy with his face flat
And scared as hell, what is even that?
His tongue was definitely catch by a cat
Step back, scared, looking at blurry’s face
His face as blank as space
The only thing he told me was to embrace
His face misplaced like a freaking mixtape
Then my sister told me that everything was ok
And that I need to listen to what she has to say
Don’t be scared and have faith
You’ll enter a new life phase
Lucid dreams, lucid dreams
Lucid dreams, lucid dreams!
Now you see a guy that jumped off the roof
But I see a clear mind that actually understood
He didn’t stayed at the office as he should
And worked all day and stayed on the loop
The presidents aren’t those they see on the TV
They sell charity and that’s all you see
Products it’s what they want us to be
But this is just the intro, brodie lee
They don’t pay bills
They know how does it feels to kill
“Our money goes to charity”, come on, that’s not real
The charity building you work in it’s not a real deal
I told her to chill, are you losing your mind?
Are you forgetting what are you defined by?
Like your kind
Look at the mirror, don’t be blind
She said to use my head and don’t get mad
People that listen to it usually get dead
And I’ll never forget
What she said
That I got fired
Wasn’t because I wasn’t qualified
It’s because her house got wired
And they found out what I conspired
They aren’t going to kill you
But they killed the dude
He went to the cops, but guess who already knew
Until they don’t find me they won’t stop the pursue
After that my sis turned into blurry
I fell to the ground now my hands are dirty
Washed my hands in a hurry
Found out it was a dream, nothing to worry
Lucid dreams, lucid dreams
Lucid dreams, lucid dreams!