8. Dream from Compendium by Sicko

no time, get in line
gotta have myself a time
just relax, feed my brain
with a little something vain
don’t know if i’ll change
i would like to stay forever
gonna knock on heaven’s door
gotta stop and let me go

hey yo, gotta go outside a little more,
gotta set off to seychelles, you know,
beaches, forests, sun and wonders,
gotta lay down, breathing the good air
sleepin', i don't wanna think a darn thing
if you come with your philosophy,
rifles, pistols knives and axes
it'll be war, and you're the enemy
cafes, just pretend to be a charmer
gotta grasp some girls and lovers
trippin, trappin, that's unlikely,
i'll just sip my juice and go bathing
never, i'll never be one of them you know,
i just want a recognition
bitching karma, fucking grandma
i would freeze this just to remember

i’m not fond of my life, but i don’t wanna die, i just wanna live
and let the others change while i stay here ‘till i fade
away.

everyday it's a fucking war,
no one wins and every soldier's seeking for more.
i would never say that i love my life
but where i am, i will be a good dish for worms

• Experimental
• alternative
• folk
• lo-fi
• Cesenatico