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Dream Ships
Music and lyrics by Robert Porembski

VERSE 1:
Woke up this morning, I was feelin’ fine.
So many good things I had on my mind.
Like

one up to the sky, yeah
I cannot help it, maybe I'm selfish
Don't get my way, I can get hellish
Tool on the counter, bullets I count
Wondering if I

Where I grew up the preacher knew my name
By thirteen the light was smothered
Never liked the shirt I'd like to wear
clways said go find another

than my love
I hope that she feels seen
At least by me 

If I cry, I know that someone will sooth me
If I shit, I always know that I'll soon be clean
I

Made it there by the time
The snow was falling down
Retiring in Vermont
Two grown kids
And a dusty old wedding gown
But it's all in my head
I daydream

BUT I KNOW
IM ON MY WAY HOME
 
see
I WANNA RISE   UP 2 THE SKIES
WHEN HE COMES BACK (BACK)  
DON'T WANT TO BE LEFT BEHIND
I WANT TO BE RIGHT

JUST

had my army clothes
Worn out and full of holes   
They told me to fly straight cut bait or just go, go home
Strap my walkman on 
Turn it all the way  

you up for a brand-new start
Feels like it's gonna be one of those days
With a boss that's in my face
And very little in the way of faith
That I'm not

Send that bitch to bed
Paint that pussy red
Got her drop dead yeah
Don't be so sure ur save at home
Jason might come through the window break ur bones

yourself a good guy
Oh, now I'm on my own
I really didn't wanna go home alone
But I wait patiently by the phone
Hoping to get you out of your comfort zone

workin' shoes
And he knows his way home
And she is such a bore
And she wants something more
But I never knew, when she's by side
And she winks and laughs

down, I ain't ever been up
Underneath the ground, yeah that's probably where we'll end up
You should know by now, there ain't no way to fake this shit

grace and love
You're my soulmate
Led to you by fate
You were made for me and made so wonderfully

Can it be I'm falling
Inside it feels like I'm soaring

While you crawl with roaches I Raid with a Black Flag
You'll get black tagged, carried off in a black bag
By way of my Folks that represent that black

They never appreciate the real shit
I can't give you that no way
They talk murder you ain't kill shit
So many bleed in a day
Just stuck the beam

wit niggas, cause niggas get you robbed
I don't love on these hoes cause they be slob'n on my knob
Then they take they ass home n kiss you all up in

Mans talk mad online through phones and things but never step to my city
Only chat back through social media schemes like tweets and IG
Tried to make

sold as a lie
My circle keeps getting smaller with years that go by
Friends become strangers I hardly recognize
From birthdays to cutting ties
Not

but the heats too thick to breathe
Windy City Chi I blew by trying to manage time
But long as I ain't home in my room I can't complain
They tell me

One ticket for my hometown, one ticket for the road
I'm sitting by the window watching fields fly past
Bus driver's whistling something, and I don't

take off
I been home waiting
Ready to go, we can
Hop in the shuttle
I know you been seeking
Peeked out the corner my eye
I'm not tweakin'
Felt

on
Yeah
Never gonna be that way
Never gonna see that face
Fuck with a nigga like me
Never gonna plead that case
Yeah
Step by step
Bet a motherfucker beat

Someone made her live like this
Girl just wanted to come home
Then she won't smile anymore
I'll put you all on my chain and
I will spit on your face

ahead let it ride a little
While I order up some room service
Intercontinental
I den came a long ways from trying
To climb ya window
But Now ya dog