In the fantasy, life is but a dream
Where you’re free to go, but you’ll never leave
You stuck inside your head, just like quarantine
Eyes like vacant lights of our loading screens
So don’t bother with, how it’s done or said
You can beam it all right into your head
Dream, while I sing this lullaby
About promised satisfaction and other lies
Feast your eyes upon the prize
Life in advertisement, so divine
Saturated so blinded and content
Never lived, no reason to repent
Life locked down like all of the captives
Childlike life, docile, and distorted
Through a filter, dreams of never growing old
Your right to risk has been bought and sold
Dream, while I sing this lullaby
About promised satisfaction and other lies
Feast your eyes upon the prize
Life in advertisement, so divine
Don’t walk me now damned reality
Outside a fool, here I am king
I would kill the world, just to have it all
So you can keep your daily bread
While I make nations in my head
Empire rises as the body falls
So leave me here to rot, leave me to my brain
Because what you don’t see, I could not explain
And tell me father why! Why do people dream?
Just to wake ourselves to this chilling scene
Dream, while I sing this lullaby
About promised satisfaction and other lies
Feast your eyes upon the prize
Life in advertisement, so divine
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