dreams like memories I can't tell them apart I found a place inside my head where the good parts of my past they coincide with who I am today
there's something about the way that you look at everything when you're only nine years old
but I cannot find an outlet for the things that I enjoy 'cause I'm always too caught up with the things I don't relate to so please don't wake me up from this little dream that I'm having cause I don't want to return to the life I have today
dreams like memories from when I was young before my life had so much debris I'm coming back to reality