Dream Worlds
Time to run away again - leave everything behind
All the hurt and hate
I slide into worlds that I can make my own
Worlds that I control - the rules are all mine
I always get what I want
My teeth aren't so crooked
If something doesn't go quite right I can replay it until it does
Maybe I should wake up
Do something real
But it feels too good
Last night I became famous
That was just a dream - or was it?
I don't know what's real anymore
I don't know how to get back
Or maybe I don't want to come back
No comments:
Post a Comment