Gloves

You know what I hate?
When I’m awake and dreaming
Pry this wish from my cold dead hands
My lifeless body will point you in the right direction
As my cold gray eyes stair you down and you explode
Cause I’m awake and dreaming
Usually I’m dead and sleeping
Or I’m alive not breathing
Or I’m on mute not talking to you
Pry this wish from my cold dead hands
My lifeless body will point you in the right direction
As my cold gray eyes
When I’m awake and breathing
When life has lost all meaning
When My nerves continue to stop feeling
My only comfort are these gloves
When I’m awake and dreaming
When life has lost all meaning
When My nerves continue to stop feeling
My only comfort are these gloves
I thought I was so smart
I thought that I was getting ahead
Well it turns out
I had yet to start
Cause I’m awake and dreaming
Usually I’m dead and sleeping