Lyrics Dreaming Of Throwing Up - A Wilhelm Scream

Dreaming Of Throwing Up

So I’m looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it speaks to me.
It says get off the f**king train, so I jumped down.
These metaphors are for assholes, and I’m not different.
I’ll get to what I mean, but slowly.
Roses and poetry;
that’s all you want to be?
It’s not alive, and not dead.
It’s looking for a reason to be.
Not alive, and not dead.
You give me goals impossible and I get further from my own.
If these were lies then I wouldn’t be leaving.
You had to need me.
I tried this once before.
It’s just as insulting.
What for?
It’s not alive, and not dead.
Looking for a reason to be?
Can we find a balance, a medium?
My anger was a heavy weight you bore.
Now I’m balancing meteors.
I want to see you.
But not alive, and not dead.
Show me what you used to be.
I was looking at this bottle and the words made sense to me,
because it was all a f**king dream.
A lie.
I’m not alive, and Iím not dead.
I just see my goals are impossible and I get further from them all.
These mocking words.
We buried both.
What a world without you holds, I had to know.