Dream

I'm sick to my stomach in pain
All I want to do is sleep
To sleep
To dream
Of your face everyday
Hear the beauty in your voice
I just want to feel the medicine that I see
Drinking ginger ale in bed
I fell asleep
Fluttering eyes
And torturing lies
I just want to believe
Dreaming is what I live for
Dreaming is what I'd die for
Either way all I see is you

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