Sea of Bumblebees

I want a lawn made out of sand
Freshly poured mimosa in each hand
I need some fun, maybe a gun
Anything other than this dark room

My brain's swimming in a sea of bumblebees
The ceiling looks like glittery cottage cheese

Keep my head down, keep my mouth shut
& pretend I don't see the shortcuts
Coffee's brewing, bluebirds singing
Flipping channels with a broken arm

My brain's swimming in a sea of bumblebees
The ceiling looks like glittery cottage cheese

Google my dreams, what do they mean
Seriously, I'm like freaking out
Butlers & maids trim the hedge maze
Lobster brunch up on the balcony

My brain's swimming in a sea of bumblebees



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Charles Tockstein
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