Dreams

2012-02-21 | by Taproot
Writer: Songwriters: Jarrod Montague;Phil Lipscomb;Steve Richards;Mike Dewolf

Confusing reality I see myself but it's not really me How could it be? When I am me? I guess maybe it's just a dream
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up) (Come on, come on, come on, wake up) Things aren't what they seem (Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up) (Come on, come on, come on, wake up) You people are a sick joke
I don't lie in dreams I lie in my sleep And I don't sleep to dream Yet everything that I see is haunting
Bad dreams controlling in this world I see the depths of it, my toes curl I feel so sick I'm sick of this because I know that I'm not asleep
(Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up) (Come on, come on, come on, wake up) Things aren't what they seem (Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up) (Come on, come on, come on, wake up) You people are a sick joke
I don't lie in dreams although I lie in my sleep And I don't sleep to dream Yet everything that I see is haunting me
I don't lie in dreams although I lie in my sleep And I don't sleep to dream Yet everything that I see is haunting
I don't like dreams
Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up Come on, come on, come on, wake up Come on, come on, come on, wake up, wake up