Oh I never find lucid dreams Ever recurring There always blurry filled with signs that I can't read But am always passing So I started wearing glasses when I sleep All I did was bend the frames I bent them back but they don't fit the same And that's just one lesson you take From making fake attempts to change
And I am not your prodigal son But if I'm wrong I guess I'm still on the run And please stop fucking praying for me Because if you mean well you'd pardon me to leave