Beautiful Nightmare

I woke up at 10, 11, and then at 2
I kept trying to sleep so I wouldnt think about you
This escape wasnt meant to be since you were haunting my dreams
But it was the most beautiful nightmare that I have ever seen
They say dreams are the subconscious contemplation
So this is the part that left me wondering about my desperation
When I think I dont need you and that youd be easy to forget
Then why did I spend all night tracing your footsteps?
I guess my minds telling me I shouldnt be by myself
But dont sit beside yourself
cause I dont put you up on a shelf
Its just about the richness of our past the intellectual wealth
And how you breathed me life and a clean bill of health
Before you I wasnt sure where I was going, nor did my heart
You revived me with your voice; gave me a brand new start
But despite this resurrection, I return to my deathbed nightly
After you bring me to life after breaking my heart just to spite me
My eyes are entwined with the window blinds as the moonlight shines
Only to remind me that I enjoy this time
Since its the only moment when I can pretend that you are mine
So I guess the dream catcher always knew best
Though often when I wake up I cant help but feel depressed
Eventually I know that the night will tell me that I cant stay
But by then I only hope youll be willing to give me the time of day

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[theworkofbrycelarsen]

@Phonesified

Thanks man. Will try. I'll probably put up some old ones soon too due to lack of current production. lol

[Phonesified]

Good shit bro. Real deep, nice flow. Keep it real and keep it up.