I’ve got the Dreamer’s Disease
Head high on clouds and on trees
I’m everything I dream of
Beauty, beast or Courtney Love
Turning into whatever I need
I need no mask to go out on the street
In my mind I know the role that I play
When to switch it, and when to stay
I’m like an actress, on my own screen
In my own movie, which no one has seen
Don’t know where to go, and when to arrive
I keep on looking for my own life
I’ve got the Dreamer’s Disease
Can’t find a person to please
Somebody to join my game
To give me love, truth and fame
And for the sake of my mental health
I’m tryin’ hard to gain some sense of self
To understand what I am, what I feel
But life’s easier … in a world that’s not real
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Publié sur e-Stories.org sur 05.10.2009.
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