Tekster: Descendents. Dreams.

Why do I daydream?
Oh why do I get my hopes up at all?
I've been living this Walter Mini life for too long
Somebody save me
I'm a prisoner of my own fears

Sometimes fantasy is the only problem I bear
My mind is a dream filled balloon
Dripping dreams into my shoes
And I'm too afraid to move
To face the real world
And when I fall, I fall down hard
When will I ever learn?
Don't take your dreams to heart
You'll only wind up getting burned
(BURNED)

Well maybe I'm lazy
But circumstances always knock me down
So I'll just lie here
Never get up, off the ground
Well maybe it's crazy
To sit and think of all the things I want to do
What's the use of dreaming
When dreams never come true?

And when I fall I fall down hard
When will I ever learn?
Don't take your dreams to heart
You'll only wind up getting burned

Why do I daydream?
Why do I daydream?
Why do I bother?
WHY?

Why do I daydream? (Time to get up off your ass)
Why do I daydream? (Pull your head up take a chance)
Why do I bother? (Grab whatever you can grab)
WHY? (There's no such thing)

It's time to get up off your ass
Pull your head up take a chance
Grab whatever you can grab
There's no such thing

It's time to get up off your ass
Pull your head up take a chance
Grab whatever you can grab
There's no such thing

It's time to get up off your ass
Pull your head up take a chance
Grab whatever you can grab
There's no such thing
No such thing