Stop

I get the feeling we were dreaming when the panic attacked
And we keep making stupid people famous
Now we're paying for that
We look for meaning on the ceiling
When we lie in our beds
We blame our parents and our therapist for clouding our heads
Oh yeah

I know you got it
We're working hard on the dream
I know you want it
We're working hard on the dream
I know you got it
Unceremoniously
But we're working hard on a dream

And hey (alright)
And tell me how you're living
And hey (alright)
Tell me are you with me

I get the feeling I was tripping when I woke up in jail
'Cause if we keep making stupid people famous
Now we're living in hell

I know you got it
We're working hard on the dream
I know you want it
We're working hard on the dream
I know you got it
Unceremoniously
But we're working hard on a dream

And hey (alright)
And tell me how you're living
And hey (alright)
Tell me are you with me
Stop, we gotta stop
Stop, we gotta stop

And hey (alright)
And tell me how you're living
(Stop making stupid people famous)
And hey (alright)
Tell me are you with me
(Stop making stupid people famous)
And hey (alright)
And tell me how you're living
(Stop making stupid people famous)
And hey (alright)
Tell me are you with me
(Stop making stupid people famous)

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Writer(s): David Andrew Sitek, Duncan Coutts, Jason Pierce, Nadya Tolokonnikova, Raine Maida, Steven Mazur