Texty: Descendents. Cool To Be You. Dreams.

Why do I daydream?


Why do I get my hopes up at all?
I've been living this Walter Mitty life
For too long





Somebody save me
I'm a prisoner of my own fear

Sometimes fantasy is the only

Thought I can 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



Maybe I'm lazy
But circumstances always knock me down


So I'll just lie here, never get up
Off the ground




But maybe it's crazy

To sit and think of all the things I wanna do

What's the use in 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?




Time to get up off your ass

Pull your head out ? take a chance

Grab whatever you can grab

'Cause there's no such thing?

No such thing