Every wretched day looking forward to sleeping the pain away in my faithful bed
Frankly its dealt with all my burdening sweat and tears and even when my heart bled.
I fall into a deep and dangerous fantasy land
Wishfully having an idealised world in my mind already planned.
Always desiring this and that.
As if I\'m a fucking spoiled brat.
Its endured countless tears, more than I\'ve ever cried on anyone\'s shoulder
That\'s why I keep my distance away as reality gets colder.
I desperately wish I could thank you for being there for me through thick and thin
But in reality you\'re driving me into troublesome madness so I have no clue where to even begin.
I beg someone tell me how to knock myself back into reality
I already know I owe my other side a sincere apology.
My mind\'s a million miles away in the supreme sky, whilst my body is stuck in the frightful mainland
I tell myself one day I\'ll realise... But meanwhile I\'ll be rotting in bed in dreamland.