I dreamt that my water broke and I was afraid to push.
It felt like a huge wave coming through to my face and I wasn't ready.
Realised it was a dream and was kinda grateful, it was a dream,
Then I thought, the conscience of readiness does exist.
You thought you are left behind because of the tangle you've gotten yourself into
But really, look around
You'll see, though a little foggy, that maybe others are not off the hook themselves
And maybe that's why things are the way they are
You secretly like the agony,
You can take this, you thought
Escape, denial, space and freedom sometimes seems a little hard to differ
It's suppose (or is it?) to be like the daily perfume you use
Doesn't matter whats out there,
With your eyes open and your mind free with options,
You're gonna stick around still
It felt like a huge wave coming through to my face and I wasn't ready.
Realised it was a dream and was kinda grateful, it was a dream,
Then I thought, the conscience of readiness does exist.
You thought you are left behind because of the tangle you've gotten yourself into
But really, look around
You'll see, though a little foggy, that maybe others are not off the hook themselves
And maybe that's why things are the way they are
You secretly like the agony,
You can take this, you thought
Escape, denial, space and freedom sometimes seems a little hard to differ
It's suppose (or is it?) to be like the daily perfume you use
Doesn't matter whats out there,
With your eyes open and your mind free with options,
You're gonna stick around still
