| When I awoke in a pool of sweat
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| Not a thought crossed my mind that I was reading the wrong signs
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| This all so meaningless to me, and as endless as it seems
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| I’ve been turning the other cheek to the thoughts that left me feeling weak
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| Every time this happens to me, I find more than good reason in speaking slowly
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| Yet I refuse to believe that the truth is a life
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| I’m at fault for the decisions I have made
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| I’m falling asleep
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| I swear I’ve seen this a thousand times before
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| It’s like a metaphor that I can’t ignore, anymore
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| This is the last time I remember crawling on my knees in desperation
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| I’m falling asleep again
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| Why can’t I wake up? |
| Time to wake up
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| Pretend everything’s fine
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| Relapse, one more fucking time
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| The grass is greener on the other side
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| All the time spent backpedaling seems useless
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| Because you never really get back what you’ve lost
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| But I’ve spent my life at the edge of the clouds
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| Obsessed with the sound, I’ll never look down
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| Why can’t I wake up? |
| Time to wake up
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| Pretend, everything’s fine
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| Relapse
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| Dear dreamer, did you ever think to cover your tracks?
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| Keep light on the footsteps
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| 'Cause if the shoe fits, well the fucking shoe fits
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| Come to peace with it and you’ll breathe
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| Sanity, it never Seems to come easily to me
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| Dear dreamer, it’s not my fault your life’s a fucking nightmare
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| It’ll slip right through your hands
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| Dear dreamer, it’s time you rub your eyes and look at your sad reality |