Ike Moriz

Ike Moriz - Wishful

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It ain't the gold in your pockets
With everyone starving in rags.
It ain't the size of your rockets
With all your foes in black bags.
 
'Cause carnival's in town
From Sunday to Sunday
And everything's upside down 
With rainbows in fun grey

New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 
The scars won't heal this time
Cause again you refused to hear the rhyme
They'll stay and stare to remind
It's no game part 3 – sublime
 
'Cause carnival's in town
From fun day to fun day
And all is upside down 
With all your life in fun grey
 
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful

What winds you up is your ticket
To the greatest show on earth
If you can't punch it just lick it
Taste the flavor of birth
 
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
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Author: Ike Moriz

Composer: Ike Moriz

Publisher: Mosquito Records London Pty Ltd.

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Released in: 2017

Language: English

Appearing on: Gold Rush (2017)

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