No more dreams
Can you understand when youve grown to be a man, there are no more helping hands. Daddy told me I could be anything I wanted to be...as long as youre not better than me. Obey society and conform as in conformity. He never told me he was proud of me. He said let go of the dream you have to work to eat. All I wanted was to be free like I was when I came to his knee. But freedom isnt free.
There are no more dreams cause freedom isnt free. The illusion is only confusion from the drug youre using. The reality is that your girl O.D.ed on ecstasy, your throat is squeezed and you cant breath. Serving life at 23. No more dreams...freedom isnt free.
Altered minds in altered states, eyes wide shut no thoughts can escape. Keep the fears from taking a new shape. Thinking for yourself is a hard habit to break and the only thing they cant take. Mommy says you were a mistake and all your heroes are fake.
Everyday we get older and a lot less bolder. Some still look for the money tree, the treasure at the bottom of the sea. Selling our soul and dignity...losing identity. Buy a house, get a spouse and vote for the pursuit of liberty. Freedom isnt free and never meant to be, maybe you cant see but there are walls that confine us like the limits society uses to define us. Build your empire out of cardboard or steel the difference is how much you can steal. How long will we take to heal? Freedom is a dream that has lost its appeal.
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