Had Too Much To Dream Last Night

In some ways you’re just a creature of habit
Hoping to find your way
I’m just a victim of circumstance, point me to another day
Oh no Oh don’t you love the chase Oh don’t you love the chase
What happens if you catch it now
If I could sleep then I would just be overjoyed
If I could dream then my mind could overflow
If I were free then I’d just be overwhelmed
If I can breath then I know I must be awake
And some days I see the world with such brightness
Other times life is grey
I’ll just search for my happy ending
Just point me in another way
I got to be some part of a mission
Call a physician tell him to order some sort of prescription
Sickening how they mix the dream with shots of make believe
Most call it addiction
And I’d be lying if I said I never thought of submission
But obviously I’m caught up with visions
Sitting in this rollercoaster of life
Life a life about to open a kite
Coincidental how I wrote in a memo
And all the while we been hoping for mellow situations
It makes sense they been warring in egypt
Throw stones want your freedom
A revolution, get guns and take over
Rebel music, Kickdrums and Daytona