Dream Parade - Black Coffee

It's a stiff stale morning
The sun is still down
I'll make some black coffee
Whilst wearing a frown
The TV is screaming
So I will scream back
Stop filling up my empty spaces
With subliminal crap
And now I won't think
I'll just run
Oh now I won't think
I'll just run
And all I've been living
Thrown into my grave
Mechanical senses
Give me nothing to crave
And now I won't think
I'll just run
Oh now I won't think
I'll just run
Oh now I won't think
I'll just run
Oh now I won't think
I'll just, I'll just

Written by:
Jacob Atkinson, Madeleine Sandri, Rebekah Atkinson, Samuel Sandri, Simon Bradford

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