Day We Make It Finally

When I get discovered we’ll disappear far

Some place we can write and smoke green cigars

Laughing about the struggle we have now

Then we’ll hold hands and try to help others

Retire under sheets made for lovers

What a day that will be right friend

 

Traveling to find out who we really are

Hand up to those down as far as we were

 

We’re waiting on phone calls like it’s any moment

On a plane excited every step noted

Swearing never to return to past due notices forever

Baby out of all the world winners pulling levers

Jackpot and we are off

 

Writing in our underwear no reason to be fully clothed

Off time is mine and mine is yours

Finally able to silence these critics screaming at us

Money in place so the rest possible

Let us change what we can before the lies

Before the media says we both deserve to die

Because we love peace so much

 

A writer’s dream of writing scenes bank accounts opposite of lean

With you it will be better than any love scene made

Working nine to fives dreaming insanity some say

Just takes one connection and we’ll be on our way

 

When we get discovered we’ll disappear far

Some place we can write and smoke green in rolled cigars

No police or prison yeah

Operations to help those who care

Similar to us right now trying

Keeping these words alive wishing yeah striving

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