Fax Gang

Reality/Dreams
I'll stick this foreign object in my thigh And pretend I’m not scared And pretend I'm not hyperventilating And I'll stick this foreign object in my thigh I can’t do this for too long I can't do this for too long I just wanna be who I am internally I remember parking lots, late nights with my friends at parks Having machinations but no way to make them fucking work Every day tracing out album art inside my math journal 'Cause I couldn't focus on anything else in the goddamn world When I'm losing sleep, losing money, losing friends and feeling shitty All I end up doing is get lost in my own head I can't connect with this reality I feel like I'm stuck in my dreams no matter what is thought or said Turn reality into dreams, dreams into reality Looking off into the starry sеas, to look for what my mind perceives Putting faith into what еyes can see, reaching out for other galaxies Nothing's really ever made complete, the universe is bursting at the seams Maybe someday our paths will meet, in a semblance of normality We’ll never know what’s coming next reveals, all that's forward still remains unseen Let’s escape from this calamity, as soon as we begin to sleep Turn reality into dreams, dreams into reality Reality (Dreams) Letras de cancionesI'm so lost, I'm so lost, I'm so lost, where you can’t find me The woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have promises to keep And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep From Letras Mania