dirty deluZion

(Verse 1) Yeah, check the pulse of the city, it’s uneasy, Blindfolded dreams, where the hope gettin’ cheesy, We paintin’ pictures with the brush of despair, Cynical scripts got us trapped in midair. Caught between the schemes, the money and the dreams, Where the laughter’s counterfeit, shatterin' the beams, Echoes of the past haunt the avenues we roam, Lost boys and girls searchin’ for a place called home. (Chorus) We livin’ in a cynical symphony, Playin' notes of pain, it’s a cryptic epiphany. Hollow hearts and broken souls, can you feel the energy? Dancin' through the chaos, call it our history. (Verse 2) Look at the skies, dawg, they gray like my thesis, Tales of the fallen ain’t sweet like the peaches, Grew up in a jungle where the snakes still hiss, Vision blurred, but I'm still tryna find my bliss. They sellin' us dreams wrapped in gold and lies, But the deeper you get, the more truth’s in disguise, Feelin' like a ghost in a land of the lost, Out here payin’ the price, but who’s counting the cost? (Chorus) We livin’ in a cynical symphony, Playin' notes of pain, it’s a cryptic epiphany. Hollow hearts and broken souls, can you feel the energy? Dancin' through the chaos, call it our history. (Bridge) See, we marchin' to a beat of our own, Voices in the shadows, they echo like a tone, Life’s a melody, but it’s marred by the strife, So we turnin’ the pages as we write out this life. (Outro) Cynical views, but still we fly with the truth, In a world so dark, we the light in the booth, Never let ‘em chain us, we rise like the phoenix, In this cynical symphony, we break the meaning, Yeah, we break the meaning.