Final Dream Machine

Irreverence says

Put the pretense to bed

It's better than when

You say you'll hit the center and end up on the edge

But it takes every ounce of restraint

To keep from adding tracks

To every production I think

I'm gonna keep stripped back

You won't believe, no, you couldn't conceive

Of what I say about my own work in my mind (oh baby)

Hold tight, strap in for the ride

I think I got a hit in me but

If I am to die

Before I get my chance

Would you be so kind

When it's my time

Don't spread my ash

Pack me in a mine

Gimme more potential

Even if it means

You'd expect devastation from me

Flag me in the field

For everyone to see

I know someone will eventually reveal

I'd been carefully constructed

With glitter and confetti

But nothing at all intended to harm

The innocent ones who

Were bold or bored enough

To inch their way down

To see what I had been up to

But for now you gotta settle for hearing

Yet another track

Where the melody is basic and the metaphors

Are out of wack

You won't believe, no, you couldn't conceive

How weird a "pop" song is if it's from my mind (but baby)

I maintain with the time that remains

I just know that I could crack the code

But if I die

Before I get that chance

Would you be so kind

When it's my time

Don't spread my ash

Hide me in a mine

Down in the ground for miles and miles

So when a collier comes

I've been there a while

And with all that time

And pressure, I might finally learn to shine

I might finally learn to shine

And with all that time

And pressure, I might finally learn to shine