You've had too many dreams
you've had too many dreams again
you need to stay awake
you need to talk to me again

You are it

You've had too many dreams
(please let me sleep)
You've had too many dreams again
(please hold my hand)
You need to stay awake
(please let me be)
You need to talk to me again
(please hold my hand)

You are it

Everything you wanted is it everything you wanted is it everything you ever wanted
Everything you wanted am I everything you wanted am I anything you ever wanted come on

You are mine again

Is there anything you ever wanted come on now

This is not right

(Too late now it's too late)

(Lift me up
I feel free
fix me up
too broken
you're enough
just kiss me
I'm not much
soft spoken)

I'll wake up
right from my sleep
I'm bathed in sweet
it's startling
I'll tell my head
now go to bed
but everything is happening
I'm wasting time
I'm wasting breathe
get up right now
it's sudden death
I'll go to school
I'll get good grades
I'll graduate
I won't get paid
I'll need a job
I'll need good friends
no I can't keep online for this
stay up too late and eat too much
and blame yourself
and skip your lunch
and hold onto a selfish thought
wait forever
plus one minute
I don't want quiet in my head
I'm wearing headphones in my bed
I'll overpower thoughts I had
in every dream
they'll never grab
this dream I love
try to remember
wake me up it's still September
face still warm my hands still dry
cause I'm trying too hard to cry
out all my fears
and foolish habits
their just growing
they'll command us
more I hear love
less I see it
listening for someone who means it
we all do when we want to
but something's wrong with me
or you
I'll call me crazy
call you just to
bitch about my brand of shampoo
cause I'm itching
which isn't new
everyday I'm thinking of you
take my eyes and glue them on a
picture that has lost its class
pretend I'm sleeping if they want me
eating all the food I could find
try to fill a hole in my mind
plastic dogs and rolls of nickels
comfort of your mother’s pickles
cooking for yourself and her then
doing dishes half past forty
five more minutes 'till I wake up
wanting to apply real make up
show it off because I don't care
letting all the people come stare
but I'm afraid from skater days
and letting myself out in waves
upon an ocean do you read me
I'm stuck at the bottom of the sea