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to the grave

We are the kids of war and peace
From Anaheim to the Middle East
We are the stories and disciples of
The Jesus of Suburbia

Land of make believe
believe out on the land
In the west, crashes by, its a green silhouette
In the deep marine, in the deep marine

No one can make her, no one can break
still believe
Doesn't matter what life you lead
Or the love you need
Lost in the world as it passes by
Trying to smile but you just can't hide your
believes in only light of day
Someone strong enough to show the way
Someone everyone believes in
Someone who will stand by you

And I will be your heart
of make believe where we two could play
But how the time hurries by summers go winters fly
Toys on the shelf he can reach by himself
Time hurries on youth
when its all worth believing
We can make it work do believe that
We've mistrust in the dust and believe fact
We can achieve tact
By tuning out negative
cause when its all worth believing
We can make it work do believe that
We've mistrust in the dust and believe fact
We can achieve tact
By tuning out
But if we're so fucking free why don't we even get a choice?
I never choose to be a citizen, there was no choice given to make

I don't believe, I
to the leaves
But we have got our own ideas of how the story's told
Lies and make believe-lies and make believe
Lies and make believe-lies and make believe
cause when its all worth believing
We can make it work do believe that
We've mistrust in the dust and believe fact
We can achieve tact
By tuning out
of His garment, good Lord
I believe (good Lordy I believe) that it would make me whole

Now when I'm dead, laying in my coffin
All of my friends all
to choose between real and plastic surgery
Just like the people on the television screen
Barbie's not a role model
She's only make believe
I wanna know
to choose between real and plastic surgery
Just like the people on the television screen
Barbie's not a role model
She's only make believe
I wanna know
of His garment, good Lord
I believe (good Lordy I believe) that it would make me whole

Now when I'm dead, laying in my coffin
All of my friends all
the land of my birth.

I will never leave her shores, I will never run away.
I will always believe in the black, the green, the gold I say.
All nations
of His garment, good Lord
I believe (good Lordy I believe) that it would make me whole

Now when I'm dead, laying in my coffin
All of my friends all
a land of make believe
That don't believe in me

Get my television fix
Sitting on my crucifix
The living room in my private womb
While the Moms
revenge to the sound of war.
This is not make believe.
This is so fucking real.
Dead mothers still there, dead brothers still there, dead children still
to the promised land
But I believe that if I'll heed the things He had to say,
Even I might get to heaven at a half a mile a day

Lord, when I let you lead, I
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It don't ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling

Turn it up, turn it so loud
Once upon a time, there was a girl
She lived in the land of never-never
Where everything real is unreal
And only fairy tales come true
Something
and love how it sounded
When ya see the king kneel to the ground, make a fist and pound it

Who do you believe in? Is it he, is it me? W-E- them G-O-D's
of His garment, good Lord
I believe (good Lordy I believe) that it would make me whole

Now when I'm dead, laying in my coffin
All of my friends all
the dolls

Rule the world



And in that land of make believe

Is where he'll leave her sleeping

Softly warm

In a crystal lullaby



He's
Turn it up, turn it so loud
It don't ever stop
No no no no
Turn it up, makes me so proud
I believe in this feeling

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