Phoenix کے بول

It is a dream I don't believe in Nothing stops the chiming of my brazen heart 'Cause I'm a wicked white crow Ship without a haven Delirious scream it's a dream My blood stains the alcohol drains My memory and my past, fast The bottle's my witness of Sinking white skeletons waiting in vain for Phoenix takeoff Feel "you've got it" what's real And don't you let the h-y-p-e Drag you to hell My mistresses buried in wastelands of love Get ready, get ready, yeah Phoenix takeoff You've got it You've got it You've got it Takeoff Say (you've got it) To feel (you've got it) What's real (you've got it) Say (you've got it) To feel (you've got it) What's real (you've got it) Say (you've got it)