Lars Schmitt

My Dreams Are Bad

I got a Holiday Inn, it's making me sad

Like all the others I'm lying instead

I got nothing to lose, these are the rules

I'm not sorry for all of those fools

 

But when it comes down, yeah-yeah-yeah

I'll be already home and I'll sing

 

I got friends on my own and her who's my lover

Hanging around with all the cheeky guys

I got wedding plans right in my pockets

But somehow I'm not feeling satisfied

 

There's one thing that turns me around

Turning me upside down-down-down

 

My dreams are bad I haven't made them

O how I wished they weren't real

My dreams are bad I cannot change them

I cannot change the way I feel today

 

I got plenty of gold in my hands

But I got wishes noone understands

They think I'm successful but it's not the truth

I'm just a reflection of my fateful youth

 

It's not what they think, no-no-no

It's more what they want me to be

 

I'm not a hard-working guy anymore

I got these guys observing my door

I really cannot stand myself

On closer inspection, I'm left on the shelf

 

I'm not the man you want me to be

Feeling so cramped not free-free-free

 

My dreams are bad I haven't made them

O how I wished they weren't real

My dreams are bad I cannot change them

I cannot change the way I feel today

 

Look at me in 2030, tell me what to do

A thousand nightmares later, have they all come true?

 

My dreams are bad I haven't made them

O how I wished they weren't real

My dreams are bad I cannot change them

I cannot change the way I feel today

 

 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 02/19/2010.

 
 

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