It’s crazy. Dreams amaze me.
Strange dreams, love dreams, hate dreams.
don’t wanna know when I’m awake.
/x3

once in my dream
I felt exactly like I was him
and feeling was strangely familiar
one of those that you can never forget
even if you’re sad in the end

Sinful, daunted, and left alone in this race
I know that it wouldn't be my case if hadn't brace myself for the moment of [bad word] 
I woke up and had to choose
woke up and had to choose.

happily the choice was easy and [bad word] sense too busy
trying to figure out where [bad word] begins
I choose not to be afraid to be great
not to be late to cross any gate that opens only once in a lifetime
and there's usually no time to think twice
I choose to go three times when no one ever goes at any time
four times or even more I want to make sure if I can live to my body above the floor

I know it's not impossible. I choose not to hesitate to go straight
if a friend leads me astray
I'll tell him to go away there's no other way, you know
there's no other way
more or less, one big mess

The dream came to end, got lost, but not without a trace upon my face
I'm aware of who I am, and who I try to be, that's it

it’s crazy. Dreams amaze me.
Strange dreams, love dreams, hate dreams.
Don’t wanna know when I’m awake.
/x3

As I lay me down to sleep
Cosy underneath the sheets
Glue my pillow to my cheek
reality [bad word] a dream
and as crazy as this may seem
all my dreams are in fact
reality
reality
Let you know this ain’t no nonsense, see
It happens quite subconsciously
When my mind goes travelling
Pass time or ravelling
Taking my emotions back to where
I used to be a few years ago
Remembering a few peers and foes
And the person I was
It gets kind of (...) me
Yes because
We live and surpass
Situations
can get kind of painful
Your days with no inspiration
Looking at the future with gravy hesitation
And then, suddenly, I awaken
And the coarse red thinking  [bad word] #33;’
Sleep with it is the causing of death
Just like my man (..) said
But I
Don’t let it get to my head like brainnoob
Instead I get out of bed for some (...)
Afterwards feeling brand new, put on some (...)
And go back to
And then to snooze
Put on some (..) and go back to
And then to snooze

it’s crazy. Dreams amaze me.
Strange dreams, love dreams, hate dreams.
Don’t wanna know when I’m awake.