Dreaming About You
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
Did you know that there's a little death around my eyes
They don't see my ghost even tho it's by my side
I don't make noise, i don't want them to see me cry
The poetry inside of me is warm like a gun
It's not a secret that i can't keep you out my mind
I'm losing control of my feelings every single night
I got some pills
I keep some secrets i don't feel alright
I'm feeling nauseous kinda dizzy like you stabbed my guts
Cynical fantasies that make fly
Dumb weak little body that won't pass the night
Blood butterflies die when i close my eyes
It's like a prophecy predicted about how i would die
I get physical when i need a hug
I get clinical I'm losing touch
I need a miracle to save my torns
I get cynical when I'm on my own
I don't feel the same
A gunshot aim my brain
I don't need reasons
I'm gonna end the fucking pain
Ain't dramatic i don't feel the same
Dissociation makes me feel out of space
On Barefeet walking on tip-toe
I crawl in the dusty and worn out floor
It's even cooler than my hands in the snow
Blue lips, Dark eyes
I don't have a soul
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
Did you know that there's a little death around my eyes
They don't see my ghost even tho it's by my side
I don't make noise, i don't want them to see me cry
The poetry inside of me is warm like a gun
It's not a secret that i can't keep you out my mind
I'm losing control of my feelings every single night
I got some pills
I keep some secrets i don't feel alright
I'm feeling nauseous kinda dizzy like you stabbed my guts
Cynical fantasies that make fly
Dumb weak little body that won't pass the night
Blood butterflies die when i close my eyes
It's like a prophecy predicted about how i would die
I get physical when i need a hug
I get clinical I'm losing touch
I need a miracle to save my torns
I get cynical when I'm on my own
I don't feel the same
A gunshot aim my brain
I don't need reasons
I'm gonna end the fucking pain
Ain't dramatic i don't feel the same
Dissociation makes me feel out of space
On Barefeet walking on tip-toe
I crawl in the dusty and worn out floor
It's even cooler than my hands in the snow
Blue lips, Dark eyes
I don't have a soul
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
I've been having dreams about you for quite a while
And they won't stop
And they won't stop
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