WAKING UP

[VERSE 01]

I’m in my head a lot

And sometimes I wish I could stay there

Dancin’ with my thoughts

Where my dreams run wild and nobody cares

But my idealistic introversion 

Contradicts my own aversion 

To a world where hope is naive and 

We all feel trapped by reality, so

[PRE-CHORUS]

Ooh, I gotta stop living inside of my head

Ooh, cause I can’t see the world from behind my eyelids

Ooh, what’s the point of dreaming if I don’t see them through?

Ooh, what’s the point of vision if I can’t see the view?

[CHORUS]

I don’t wanna waste away in a hold of my own making 

Where I miss out on the myriad of colors saturating living

Where I spend my days craving memories that were or will be 

So I’m waking up and breaking out of my dreamers sleep 

[VERSE 02]

Lemme clarify

I’m not railing on imagination

But I’m tired of acting like

It’s a substitute for real sensation

Can we all lay down our cosmetic competence? 

Give up our obsession with making sense? 

Embrace knowing nothing at all?

And take leaps even if we’re gonna fall?

[PRE-CHORUS]

Ooh, I gotta stop living inside of my head

Ooh, cause I can’t see the world from behind my eyelids

Ooh, what’s the point of dreaming if I don’t see them through?

Ooh, what’s the point of vision if I can’t see the view?

[CHORUS]

I don’t wanna waste away in a hold of my own making 

Where I miss out on the myriad of colors saturating living

Where I spend my days craving memories that were or will be 

So I’m waking up and breaking out of my dreamers sleep 

[BRIDGE]

I’m tired of my screen

So I stare out the window

And from my perspective

Escaping looks simple

If only I’d tear down the blinds

I could step out

And feel all the things

That I used to dream about

Used to be without

Used to disavow

Used to figure weren’t worth my time or my hopes

or my doubts or my trust or my tears

or my faith or my fears

But now that I’m standing here!

[CHORUS]

I don’t wanna waste away in a hold of my own making 

Where I miss out on the myriad of colors saturating living

Where I spend my days craving memories that were or will be 

So I’m waking up and breaking out of my dreamers sleep