Your Favourite Dream

I tore a seam
On your favourite dream
The one where you had built up all of your trust
And then it started to rust on your self-esteem

Painting a tower of gold

An arrow shot
How were you taught?
How could I ask of you
To make fact out of fiction and feed this addiction of mine
Clear your head
And fill it with the bad thoughts that are
Under your bed
I cut out the strings that held up my heart
I cheated on every test
I tore them all apart
You should know that these songbirds don't dare sing my songs
Yeah, you were wrong about me

Painting a tower of gold
And I don't know what you thought you were told
Some things never get old (don't you dare sing my songs because)
I am not who you thought I was

No, I'm not who you thought I was
No, I'm not who you thought I was
No, I'm not who you thought I was

Clear your head
Forget all my songs because
I'm not who you thought I was

No, I'm not who you thought I was

Crows will outsmart the doves
When you fly down from up above
Songbirds won't dare sing my song
Cause you were wrong about me



Credits
Writer(s): Johnathan Sorensen, Bradley Garcia, Cory Bergeron
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