Texty: Hum. Staring At the Sun.

Staring at the sun and I dreamed of the deceiver,
smoking her smile and smiling her smoke.
I wish everyone would dream what I saw,
slithered wings as it's curing my mom.

Staring at the sun and I dreamed of a missile imploding my eyes
and poisoned my soul.
I wish everyone would dream what I saw,
choosing to fight when it's hotter than sun.


Staring at the sun and it's four separate colors,
powered my senses and poisoned my soul.
Staring at the sun and I dreamed of a future,
it burnt like a fever, crimson is cool.