Tekster: BedWetters. Meet The Fucking Bedwetters. Nightlight On-Off.

Dreams can never be real
this is something everybody should know
But it's how they like to appear
Perfect pictures in the back of your head

Out of my mind, out of this time, where can I find a place where dreams turn real? Out of this time, where is the line?
Where does this cycle lead?

It feels, it feels like the backbeat from my night is broken
It seems, like a snapshot from my thoughts was taken

We can't beat the morning
This is something everybody should know
Let the light be out warning
Sun is coming and it's breaking my flow

It feels, it feels like the backbeat from my night is broken
It seems, like a snapshot from my thoughts was taken

Out of my mind, out of this time, where can I find a place where dreams turn real? Out of this time, where is the line?
Where does this cycle lead?

It feels, it feels like the backbeat from my night is broken
It seems, like a snapshot from my thoughts was taken

(Thanks to BedWetters for these lyrics)