What Am I?

[Verse]
I look at me and see nothing
Blunt to the head, get concussions
I play my cards, but i’m bluffing
And if life’s a bitch, who she fucking?
'Cause I don’t even like her enough to be cuffing
And I ain’t saying I don’t need her
I’m saying she could be sweeter
Always thought my dream girl could be her
But at night, when I go to sleep, I don't see her
I feel so alone in a room full of people
Stuck in my thoughts, tryna hide what I’m thinking
When I do get a chance to try and reason
It never comes out the right way when I speak it
What the fuck's wrong with me...?
I wake up, can’t wait 'til I fall asleep
I made this song so you’d sing along with me
I made this song so you’d feel alone with me

[Chorus]
Tell me what dreams are made of
When you can’t go to sleep, you just lay up
Sometimes I pray that I never wake up
Sometimes I pray, yeah
Tell me what dreams are made of
When you can’t go to sleep, you just lay up
Sometimes I pray that I never wake up
Looking at myself like
"What am I afraid of?" (like, "What am I?")
Like, "What am I?" (Like, "What am I?")
Like, "What am I?" (Like, "What am I?")
Like, "What am I?" (Like, "What am I?")
Like, "What am I afraid of?"
Like, "What am I?" ("What am I?")
Like, "What am I?" ("What am I?")
Like, "What am I afraid of?"
Like, "What am I afraid of?"

[Verse]
Afraid of doing it wrong
Afraid of making too many mistakes
Afraid of wasting my time
Afraid of finding out when it's too late
Afraid of what people think
Afraid of having regrets
Afraid of being myself
Afraid of being somebody else
Afraid of making shitty music I don’t even wanna listen to
Afraid of feeling like I need to be in an institute
Afraid of feeling like God doesn’t exist
But even more afraid of thinking that he does, if it isn’t true
Afraid of my intentions
Afraid of my decisions
Afraid I'm inconsistent
Afraid I’m not living
Afraid of waking up from my dreams to something different
Afraid of waking up to my dreams then reminiscing

[Chorus]
Tell me what dreams are made of
When you can’t go to sleep, you just lay up
Sometimes I pray that I never wake up
Sometimes I pray, yeah
Tell me what dreams are made of
When you can’t go to sleep, you just lay up
Sometimes I pray that I never wake up
Looking at myself like, "What am I afraid of?"
Like, "What am I?"
Like, "What am I?"
Like, "What am I?"
Like, "What am I afraid of?"
Like, "What am I?"
Like, "What am I?"
Like, "What am I afraid of?"
Like, "What am I afraid of?"
Wow...