I fell asleep, woke up in a scream...
I dreamed a great dream..
I died,
but it was fake..
my heart still did break..
it lied...
visions came back...
all the things you say I lack.
long ago a sleeper woke,
on the illness he did choke
poored the juice into his veins..
ran the oceans and ran the planes
sang a song of fetted few
begged the heavens for a gift like you
bought the farm not a day after..
it sucks to be the butt of the fates laughter..
