Dreams

You keep coming back again You keep coming back again You should have been along, like the needle in your arms But you could not understand You think this rush is gold Like falling in a bed of roses Wake up in a bed of nails, thought you could just sail Out of here in time But then I would arrive But then I would arrive Well now it's just, so messed up That you're caught in the drown It's a calm down You're not the heroin(e) In this movie that you're in I've been messing with the mind, don't belong to me Baby back to sleep It was all romanticized When I hadn't wiped that smile All those who dropped by poetry, had never meant that much to me yeah So you'll later realize So you'll later realize