Cold Air



Cold air to the face
Stumble back to reality
Why'd you wake me from all the dreams inside of me?

Sitting here wondering
"What's the the point anyway?"
Can't see the stars for the vapors you're spitting on me.

You call me a dreamer
And I would agree with you
But what I really want to know is:

"If this is your reality, why'd you stop me dreaming?"

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