Bottled Dreams Letra

The swan song is sung



Wrong, misunderstanding in the ways you choose

Don't you wear them in your deep tattoos?

And keep them like your son?



Bottled Dreams

Bottled Dreams

Bottled Dreams

Bottled Dreams



Late, aren't you wrapped up in your sweet Lorraine?

Don't you ride it like a railroad train?

You'll be there when it comes



Bottled Dreams

Bottled Dreams

Bottled Dreams

Bottled Dreams



Take your time while the lines in your

Face grow deeper than the ground

Dorian in his opium den or Jesus in his shroud

You'll want to,



Run...



Done, all you see is white alone

They'll come to take you

And your lazy bones

You'll wonder what has come



Run, if there's a heaven

In your private screens

Feel the tornado licking up your screams

Existence comes to none



Take your time while the lines in your

Face grow deeper than the ground

Dorian in his opium den or Jesus in his shroud

You'll want to...run



Run



Run



Run



Run