dreamer boy

Oh, dreamer boy, playing rockstar once again

Your guitar blocks out all the noise while creating more again

Oh, dreamer boy, wide awake at night in bed

Staring at his own reflection, he won't mention his intent

And the corporate toys, a lame excuse for a fucking man

Passing judgment on a kid who's flying west with no regrets

But they can't be sure what's really going on in his head

Tell me, kid, you got a death wish? He said, I'm already dead

I've been to places where all faces look the same

And I tried to find my home but got stuck in a cage