Dreaming in hysteria - Runaways lyrics

Verse 1:(Iggy) Hi Its nice to meet you. is it nice to meet me? I've shrunk to paink**ers and a knife to please me Stories worth telling never write this easily I had my soul stole so when the code broke I decided to live a life of thievery Night brought terror and i was held hostage Write to stop errands but i have spelled caustic Try to fog mirrors but i instead frosted I have spawned errors but i depend on them Been called a coward cause i stay alive not stay to fight A stable state of mind is where my barrier lifts Never had a quiver equipped, i'd rather carry a quip Its the unjust courage that i fairly resist Its the cold scrapyard where my chariot sits I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six Chorus: (hannah) City streets are the real runaways but thats good enough for me Street lights and broken tiles is what i've grown to be Reverse the clocks to fix the hearts that i broke so carelessly I'm walking all alone in this home away from home Verse 2: (Iggy) Answer me the questions That these demons keep on asking me Why don't i just give in and become another tragedy Why don't i become another number with this grand disease Why don't i destroy myself and let the devil bandage me I hate all the doctors and the people who just branded me For being kissed by chaos under the mistletoe of order It's not my fault i've got crystal bone disorder Civil war inside me launch the missiles over borders It seems that i was made to break apart You had me begging cause you Wouldn't spare some change of heart Id hate to make an art that Trades off blades and scars but If i must entertain to claim the charts I might as well narrate the brains of strangers harmed And make sure that no words i say are vain And came straight from the heart The maze is cold and dark without a place to hold for dawn But the flame is raised with foolish pride so the day i will embark Chorus: (hannah) City streets are the real runaways but thats good enough for me Street lights and broken tiles is what i've grown to be Reverse the clocks to fix the hearts that i broke so carelessly I'm walking all alone in this home away from home Verse 3: (Iggy) The trees reflecting in the pale light The leaves are nectar to my frail life I scream and question the unveiled lies We're thieves rejected in the veiled night We live in streets where sinners eat their dinners cheap And with their seats come thicker feasts than we could dream So don't tell me money doesn't spring from trees And don't tell me my futures not decided by a fricking sheet signed with the same ink that was used for iller deeds Its k**ing me Looking back as i meditate on past selves Fighting life as i medicate on black belts I lived and learned to never task help Cause no one knows how to serenade the crazy But then again my pen a friend to jealous men injecting venom in as medicine Chorus: (hannah) City streets are the real runaways but thats good enough for me Street lights and broken tiles is what i've grown to be Reverse the clocks to fix the hearts that i broke so carelessly I'm walking all alone in this home away from home