11th Dimension
Julian Casablancas Lyrics


I'll just nod, I've never been so good at shaking hands
I live on the frozen surface of a fireball
Where cities come together to hate each other in the name of sport
America, nothing is ever just anything
I looked up to you, but you thought I would look the other way

And you hear what you want to hear
And they take what they want to take

Don't be sad, won't ever happen like this anymore
So when's it coming, this last new great movement that I can join?
It won't end here, your faith has got to be greater than your fear

Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
You are looking for your own voice but in others
While it hears you, trapped in another dimension

Drop your guard, you don't have to be smart all of the time
I've got a mind full of blanks, I need to go somewhere new fast
And don't be shy, oh no, at least deliberately
'Cause no one really cares or wonders why anymore
Oh, I got music, coming out of my hands and feet and kisses

That is how it once was done
All the dreamers on the run

Forgive them, even if they are not sorry
All the vultures, bootleggers at the door waiting
We're so quick to point out our own flaws in others
Complicated mammals on the wings of robots

If you believe in this world then no one has died in vain
But don't you dare get to the top and not know what to do

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Written by: JULIAN CASABLANCAS

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Comments from YouTube:

The Abby

I wanna see him live so bad!

Christian P

Love this.

Julian Floyd

Gracias por su música, acompañan mis momentos siempre

Sergej Lovrekovic

I ENJOYED IT JULES <3

Loubard

<3

Mandy UwU15

❤👌

Ritch

i love song

Sergej Lovrekovic

EEEEEEEEEY

Forasec

Gold

Louisette Richards

BON curse..PUNcurse...my thin king, and trouble? No. Victory? Yes. Want to know One to know? I know disguise and I know dat, guys. I am core-table...except for, dear God, the rest of the world around me is nuts and both that as well as bolts(dolts). I am a variable of punk Goth. Reporting, Sir - with Honors
I need backup and I am so (well) rounded. And I don't mean to upstand everyone or be on low grounds, the world just isn't like what it was anymore. What ever happened? I brlieve, my dear sir, that the world has gone imbicile/mad and or cynical and in my greatest hope I write here and now I hope and pray that 't'hasn't.
I am in love with your orchestration , methods, words and voice and I feel a lot of the same. Like being a (the) black sheep and all that . I wish for you to know all dis:)
Love, Julia

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