Had some real strange dreams last night
And when I tossed and turned
Somehow I lost my mind
Guess my demons won’t be gone
Another crash and burn
Another pillow fight
Coffee in my hand, double shot, no foam
If you only knew the things going on in my dome
Got my inner voice, it’s telling me to drown my phone
‘Cause it’s messing up my energy, I wanna go flow
Take it back to the simple life, slow boat peace of mind
Now they got me rowing, wanna kill me with the stimuli
Maybe why my shoulders tight
Bitching for some meaning in the life
But it’s fleeting, am I right?
Washup on the verge of fiasco
Meditating, burn another stick of palo santo
Following the sun, conversating with the shadows
Till I see the light, then I’m bringing in the altos
World keeps turning, and
My view’s burning
Can’t lose sleep over
Tiny burdens
Had some real strange dreams last night
And when I tossed and turned
Somehow I lost my mind
Guess my demons won’t be gone
Another crash and burn
Another pillow fight
Had some real strange dreams last night
Had some real strange dreams last night