You know you like it but it drives you insane What you want, what you gonna do? I'm no fool, no, I'm not a follower I don't take things as they come, if they bring me down Life can be cruel, if you're a dreamer I just wanna have some fun, don't tell me

Is anyone there at all? So look at me in the eye ('Cause I'm not leaving) You say you wanna, but do you wanna run away Where're you going? Always running back to me to call it quits again 'Cause I'm not dreaming 'Cause I'm not leaving Is anyone, yeah, is

I grew up in a small place, had to drive an hour just to see a movie I'm a simple person, city life just doesn't move me I'd rather be home with my grandparents and playing Euchre Didn't wanna leave but this dream's calling, I had to do it I left my girl

Like Lamborghini doors We, we're going up Dreaming of things we can't afford But now we coming up like them Lamborghini doors, ooh They gon' love me, they gon' love me now I bet they tell they friends they wanna fuck me now I bet they say, "He put his

Yeah I'm straight never switch lanes On my job every day 'cause it's hard not to see I came up in a big way And I hardly ever sleep but it's like a dream I don't wanna wake up from, don't wanna wake up I don't wanna wake up from, I don't wanna wake up

I had a dream What does it all mean? But what does it mean? Davie Bowie taught us how to skateboard but he Was shaped like Gumby And I had a dream, we took a helicopter Flew it up too high Got stuck in the clouds, don't wanna come down And I had a dream,

How can I blame you For takin' over my daydreams? I wanna scream it, I'm sorry But I can't 'cause I'm long overdue Oh I wanna blame it on you For showin' up at the party? Lookin' through me in that way Saw somethin' inside of me break

I wanna dream Leave me to dream But life ain’t what it seems Oh everything’s a mess And all these sorrows I have seen They lead me to believe That everything’s a mess But I wanna dream We all are living in a dream,

(I live for the funk, I'll die for the funk) The funk baby So you wanna be hardcore With your hat to the back, talkin' 'bout the gats in your raps But I can't feel that hardcore appeal That you're screamin', maybe I'm dreamin' This ain't Christopher

Oh, oh, oh, ohh Are you on the other side? Will you save us? Or will you run away? Oh, oh, oh, ohh, ohh Say my prayers but I lost faith a long time ago Dream nightmares I guess we're getting used to losing hope I don't even wanna know why you don't