It seems like I wrote these just yesterday. Daydreamer So full of hate, so full of angst. I can't even think straight. (I need out of this place) I'm a prisoner of my own mind, and I can't escape. (I need out of this place) Get me out of here, get me out of this hell. You take and you take everything from me I wear my heart on my sleeve, I'm crawling on my knees I want things to be how they used to be. I wear my heart on my sleeve, I'm crawling on my knees I can't believe things ended up like this All I ever wanted was to be a kid I had dreams, goals and aspirations. I was just 13 when I made them.
I'm not sure, where it all went wrong. I chose my own path, but I'm not giving up. I need to get back on track, I want my dreams back. Daydreamer, I want my dreams back.