Coen Sosa - bad dreams

Bad dreams again
It's all in your head
No it won't coming true

I miss my friends
Well, some of them
Hate to pick and choose
I've been on the mend

And I hope that ends
God, I hope it's soon
Cause my mother said
If you hold on to the past
It'll be your future too

So I'll wake up real early
And write out a list
Of all the old habits

That I've yet to kick
The vices outnumber
The virtues a hundred to two

They say there's a reason
A rhythm to life
If there's a reason
It's sure hard to find
Read the self-help books

And work out the why
They say that it's God's plan
I don't know if that's right

I know if it's all part of being human
I know it's all part of the process
And stuff like that
But it's still every fucking day
Feels like a weight on my chest
Oh, fuck, dude, I'm just so fucking tired
I'm just so fucking tired

Come down with time
The soft decline
It changes you
There's no perfect life
But there's another thing I'm holding on to

So don't get advice from the top 40 hits
They care more for rhyming
Than teaching you shit
It's all good intentions
But none of it's really that true

So read the self-help books
They'll help a bit
To settle your ego
Or what's left of it

Find a new reason
There's plenty to choose
Cause I found a reason
I think that it's you

Nothing's helping
I'm off balance
Am I flying, am I drowning

Nothing's helping
Give me balance
Keep me balanced
Give me balance

Nothing's helping
I'm off balance
Am I flying, am I drowning

Nothing's helping
Give me balance
Keep me balanced
Give me balance

Learn to let go
Gotta learn to let go

If things don't happen for a reason
It's your job to find one

Written by:
Coen Sosa

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