Lyrics Silversun Pickups

Silversun Pickups

Make Believe

They took everything you want

Wrapped it in a box

And locked it in a keep

Made of high-rise stucco walls

With polyester guards

Moving out of sync

Hunt with curtain rod swords

Shields of cardboard

On two wheeled steeds

I storm the cul-de-sac

To get things back on track

And bring you what you need

You would do the same for me

But I might've lost my mind

I can never show you what you gave to me

A shape and form of make believe

I wouldn't want to stay here in my incomplete

Shaken up realities

I'll give everything I've got

To fill the canyon

With useless debris

From plastic foliage

Collected catalogues

And other fakery

I'll sentence everyone

Over twenty-one

To the guillotines

They never understood

Our neck of the woods

And what it all means

This is not a game for me

But I might've lost my mind

I can never show you what you gave to me

A shape and form of make believe

I wouldn't like to stay here in my incomplete

Shaken up realities

Your shaken up reality

You would do the same for me

But I might've lost my mind

I can never show you what you gave to me

A shape and form of make believe

I wouldn't like to stay here in my incomplete

Shaken up realities

I'd really like to be there when you raise for me

A shape and form of make believe

I wish I could just warn you of my incomplete

Shaken up realities

Your shaken up reality