Stop (Blue Mix) [feat. DJ Blue & Erik Kallman]

We express the same things but with different words We acknowledge the same curve and those might-have-heareds Just like the last line you draw to remind of past-time A fast-winded feeling of freedom pleased to be recognized And i can hear your doctors calling from here, saying: Killed by his independecy and akilles-heel Cuz he armed himself with stealthy mass-appeal. Wheres my muse, wheres my muse It feels like every word slipping through my mouth has been used Staggering like the old man feeding the dirt With my glass eye reflecting all the things that iv learned A windowless frame in a transparent room Flilling up cracks with plastic assumes Shapeshift A nuance A venue Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over Wreck of you life, aim til you get sober Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over My friend I wrestle myself as I walk along the weary- motely watching i find myself staring building up an empire, of my great desire while fumes/fuel from my thought process take me higher Higher and higher, I aint stoppin there, My avalanche of color starts over there, And Ive got the solitary key to go through. Grey and delicious The traps can be so vicious Prepare for the ultimate takedown. Part time experience Might save you from deliverance, But will it serve the greater cause? Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over Break up your life, until you get sober Dont stop dreaming cuz this aint over My friend