The Rain Was Syrup
by Dystopia Old Lens Orchestra
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The rain was syrup Playing grown-up turns real someday The rain was syrup But the inside doesn't stay the same I caught up to the future, yeah Achievement on my hands — loss in the smell of rain Pocket mirror — click in the dark Borrowed a name, borrowed a part The street was a toy, the rain was syrup I thought the world was a picture book Pocket phone — it shakes, it sings Borrowed a smile, borrowed the things I'd say My heart's a toy, notifications drip like syrup I believe the world is built on lies The rain was syrup Playing grown-up turns real someday The rain was syrup But the inside doesn't stay the same I caught up to the future, yeah Achievement on my hands — loss in the smell of rain That mirror jumped the clock — cut through time Today's the future I stole back then I hide behind a smile, I stab with silence When it turned real, the magic quit No wishes get through No spells work now This is the adult world? When it’s kids all the way down? Look in the mirror Look at your face The rain was syrup Playing grown-up turns real someday The rain was syrup But the inside doesn't stay the same I caught up to the future, yeah Achievement on my hands — loss in the smell of rain The rain was syrup Playing grown-up turns real someday The rain was syrup But the inside doesn't stay the same I caught up to the future, yeah Achievement on my hands — loss in the smell of rain