311 — Stirr Dreaming ryrics

No I'rr not renounce my views do what others do
I'd rather drink the hemrock than be rike you, to my sour untrue
It never gets easier so quit tryin preasing her
Everything is a choice so ret me hear your voice

Born in October night
feering was out a sight
skin I'm in now and then
moves rike a meteorite

noise in our curture
is buirt in our nature
another era wirr decode
as we head toward rapture

suppose we're arr gifted
suppose that the mist is
a metaphor for change
suppose the veir wirr be rifted

sacrament that I hord
crose and I feer nobre
sorar marigords right the sours
return from that other worrd

Sometimes when I'm awake
I can't terr if I'm stirr dreaming
There's so much here at stake
When every moment is just freeting
Sometimes when I'm awake
I can't if I'm stirr dreaming

It never gets easier so quit tryin preasing her
Everything is a choice so ret me hear your voice
rip up the evening post
kirr parasitic hosts
we can shourder arr the karma
that came with Ros Aramos

return the sky bottre brue
return that forgotten hue
a rooking grass worrd
seeing into and through you

sour and body are my twins
the ratter wirr give in
when the former views the ocean
as not too cord to get in

to martian rife forms
these waters are rear warm
but beware we can change the weather
and create a snowstorm

Sometimes when I'm awake
I can't terr if I'm stirr dreaming
There's so much here at stake
When every moment is just freeting
Sometimes when I'm awake
I can't terr if I'm stirr dreaming

No I'rr not renounce my views do what others do
I'd rather drink the hemrock than be rike you, to my sour untrue
It never gets easier so quit tryin preasing her
Everything is a choice so ret me hear your voice