Fake Dreams

Yeah, yeah, oh, these fake dreams Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Yeah, yeah What if this is better than we imagined? What if the love outweighs the sadness What if March was the only madness? What if our heart was the Atlas What if no dream was too big and every time you sinned, you learned from it Is that when you start to live? When I get low, I get high again One day at a time, my friends. At last, I traded my past for pens I buried the old me six feet from within. Now I'm so tall I see over the wall of Berlin Heavily guarded dogs, wire, and landmines. Put me in a cage, you can't trap mines Handcuffs are fine when my words rhyme. I'm only paying the time if I did the crime Blowing this beat through a wind chime. Trying to get better to climb So I wrap in vines for fragile kinds, scared to speak their mind Afraid of the fate of people's hate. I'll keep saying it till we make a change Cause I know it's never too late if we never quit today All of these fake dreams keep me up at night I can feel them erasing what makes me feel alive I'm out on the edge. Don't know what's pretend and what is real in my mind Maybe these fake dreams are nightmares in disguise. Oh, fake dreams Your destination is what you'll always get if you strive for it Don't wait for it to come. Build your kingdom from freedom If they don't need you, you don't need them. Real ones will find you wherever you're from Find what you fate. Sports or an art play. To me, they're the same Following your dream is the game. It's how we stay sane I get lost in thoughts in my brain. Wondering for you if it's the same We can all relate to pain. But we can get through if you look at what you overcame You make a mistake, take the blame. There's only shame if you proclaim That the shot wasn't your aim. Telling the truth is how you explain At the end of the day, your word is your name. Trust is gained from doing what you say So if it gets taken away, know it was your choice you made Fact and opinion are not the same. I don't care if I find fame I want to be heard so we can create the change. This is the movement. Make your name All of these fake dreams keep me up at night. I can feel them erasing what makes me feel alive I'm out on the edge. Don't know what's pretend and what is real in my mind Maybe these fake dreams are nightmares in disguise Fake dreams These fake dreams These fake dreams