I cant remember the last time that I felt good for more than a week
I mean really good, for more than a month
cause Im chasing a dream
Makes you wanna feel, makes you wanna cry
Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
And sometimes a dream doesnt set you free
And youre halfway there, but youre halfway down
And you just cant get your ass out of town
And sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
And you cant back up cause youre against the wall
And its the same goddamn thing I told you
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
Baby, its alright
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
Baby, its alright
And I think thats whats happened to me
cause Im walking almost everyday blind
And Im searching through my past
In a way that isnt healthy, Im hoping to find
Makes you wanna feel, makes you wanna cry
Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
A good list of reasons to know that Im special
And youre halfway there, but youre halfway down
And you just cant get your ass out of town
To know that Im different, to know that Im better
And you cant back up cause youre against the wall
And its the same goddamn thing I told you
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
Baby, its alright
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
Baby, its alright
Look around
Do you see anyone for themselves, like you see yourself?
So why do you still feel so all alone?
Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
How many pieces do you wish?
Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
How many pieces do you wish?
My mother told me to pick the very best one
And you are it