Hand Drum

Thought I was dreaming
Thought I was dreaming
My dreams become nightmares
The nightmares become the dreams again

Dress up for nothing
It’s always for nothing
Contacts list shrinking
I thought I was dreaming
I thought I was dreaming
My dreams become my nightmares

Dress up for nothing
It’s always for nothing
Contacts list shrinking
I thought I was dreaming
My dreams and my nightmare seem so similar these days
Isolated again
Work myself to the bone again
Is this pursuit of betterment?
Or just self inflicted punishment
Hear the chimes
I’ve lived this day a hundred times

(Dress up for nothing, it's always for nothing
Contacts list shrinking, I thought I was dreaming again
I thought I was dreaming, I thought I was dreaming)

The night gets long again
And I had a royal flush
But I played my cards too soon
Superficial, superficial, superficial, superficial

Plastic, pollution, poison

Dress up for nothing
It’s always for nothing
Contacts list shrinking
I thought I was dreaming
I thought I was dreaming of you
My dreams become nightmares
The nightmares become the dreams again
Work myself to the bone again
I thought I was dreaming
I thought I was dreaming of you
My dreams become nightmares
The nightmares become the dreams again
Work myself to the bone again

Isolated again
Work myself down to the bone again
Is this pursuit of betterment
Or just a self inflicted punishment?
Hear the chimes
I’ve lived this day a hundred times
I can only hear my own voice
So many times today

(Thought I was dreaming
Thought I was dreaming)

The night gets long again
(My dreams become nightmares
The nightmares become the dreams again)
I had the keys, but I played my cards too soon
Superficial relationships
Will be the death of me
Will be the death of me again
(Haha)