Lyrics
Pick up to six lines to make a card.
Intro
Hey there dreamers
I know you feel alone
Well I've been I've been dreaming
You've gotta have proof to take back your own
Chrorus
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
(Drea-mers)
Verse 1: Marksman Lloyd
Grew up writing songs on the daily
We had our first band back in Grade 3
I was scared of the dark like crazy
Probably thinking the limelight would save me
My first song called believe in yourself
Whilst shrink saying I'm cerebrally held- Hostage
Mom's calling the kids home
Let them Monday beers and tall poppy syndrome
Wanted to sing knew I'd get laughed at
Family embarrassed to watch kids unpack their souls
Thinking everyone loves it
Whispers circulating not anyone does this
Stand out put yourself on the line
You turned out wrong you think hell is a lie
Underdogs waiting for Kooela's demise
Before we take the ground and the sun and the sky
Chorus
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
(Drea-mers)
Verse 2: Marksman Lloyd
After school special black eyes blood noses
This is how they baptise young hopefuls
Lead me underground to socially conscious
The street poets get totally honest
Met a guy like mine he quite quiet
Known today as DJ Silence
At 15 he made beats I write rhymes to share my heart
Guess they really like lines huh
Inspired by Charlie Tuna
Deemed myself marksman a sharpshooter
Went from cap gun to large bazooka
And quit the whack clubs like a party pooper
Down with the first scene though I hardly knew ya
Once scribbled down with the darkest humour
Writing for positions like the karma sutra
While I was down with the king like Martin Luther we were
Chorus
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
(drea-mers)
Outro
Hey there dreamers, I know you feel alone
Well I've been I've been dreaming
You gotta have proof
To take back your own
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All. You. Dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
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