Had some real strange dreams last night
And when I tossed and turned
Somehow I lost my mind
Guess my demons won’t be kind
Another crash and burn
Another pillow fight

Coffee in my hand double shot no foam
If you only knew the things goin on in my dome
Got my inner voice that’s telling me to drown my phone
Cuz it’s messin up my energy I wanna go float
Take it back to the simple life
Slow boat peace of mind
Now they got me rowin wanna kill me with the stimuli
Maybe why my shoulders tight
Fishing for some meaning in the likes
But it’s fleeting, am I right?
Wash up on the verge of fiasco
Meditate and burn another stick a Palo Santo
Followin a sign conversatin with the shadows
Til' I see the light then I’m bringin in the altos

World keeps turning and my fuse burning
Can’t lose sleep over these tiny burdens

Had some real strange dreams last night
And when I tossed and turned
Somehow I lost my mind
Guess my demons won’t be kind
Another crash and burn
Another pillow fight

Had some real strange dreams last night
Had some real strange dreams last night