dreaming in hysteria – runaways lyrics
verse 1:(iggy)
hi
its nice to meet you. is it nice to meet me?
i’ve shrunk to painkillers and a knife to please me
stories worth telling never write this easily
i had my soul stole so when the code broke
i decided to live a life of thievery
night brought terror and i was held hostage
write to stop errands but i have spelled caustic
try to fog mirrors but i instead frosted
i have sp-wned errors but i depend on them
been called a coward cause i stay alive not stay to fight
a stable state of mind is where my barrier lifts
never had a quiver equipped, i’d rather carry a quip
its the unjust courage that i fairly resist
its the cold scr-pyard where my chariot sits
i’d rather be judged by twelve than carried by six
chorus: (hannah)
city streets are the real runaways but thats good enough for me
street lights and broken tiles is what i’ve grown to be
reverse the clocks to fix the hearts that i broke so carelessly
i’m walking all alone in this home away from home
verse 2: (iggy)
answer me the questions
that these demons keep on asking me
why don’t i just give in and become another tragedy
why don’t i become another number with this grand disease
why don’t i destroy myself and let the devil bandage me
i hate all the doctors and the people who just branded me
for being kissed by chaos under the mistletoe of order
it’s not my fault i’ve got crystal bone disorder
civil war inside me launch the missiles over borders
it seems that i was made to break apart
you had me begging cause you
wouldn’t spare some change of heart
id hate to make an art that
trades off blades and scars but
if i must entertain to claim the charts
i might as well narrate the brains of strangers harmed
and make sure that no words i say are vain
and came straight from the heart
the maze is cold and dark without a place to hold for dawn
but the flame is raised with foolish pride so the day i will embark
chorus: (hannah)
city streets are the real runaways but thats good enough for me
street lights and broken tiles is what i’ve grown to be
reverse the clocks to fix the hearts that i broke so carelessly
i’m walking all alone in this home away from home
verse 3: (iggy)
the trees reflecting in the pale light
the leaves are nectar to my frail life
i scream and question the unveiled lies
we’re thieves rejected in the veiled night
we live in streets where sinners eat their dinners cheap
and with their seats come thicker feasts than we could dream
so don’t tell me money doesn’t spring from trees
and don’t tell me my futures not decided by a fricking sheet signed with the same ink that was used for iller deeds
its killing me
looking back as i meditate on past selves
fighting life as i medicate on black belts
i lived and learned to never task help
cause no one knows how to serenade the crazy
but then again my pen a friend to jealous men injecting venom in as medicine
chorus: (hannah)
city streets are the real runaways but thats good enough for me
street lights and broken tiles is what i’ve grown to be
reverse the clocks to fix the hearts that i broke so carelessly
i’m walking all alone in this home away from home
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