sometimes i tell myself ive got a lot to learn i drain another well to me its no concern i find my body tears apart the more i try to have some fun sometimes i sit and wonder why at times i hate myself i am not all i want i train another cell to be the way im not consumed by what i think i want watching these things all slip away sometimes i sit and wonder why time flies when things go well when i live in my dreams is this real i cant tell when i am fast asleep some days i wake up from this dream seems like i learn nothing at all sometimes i sit and wonder why do your dreams only exist in your mind or will they ever come true do your dreams only exist in your mind yeah im talking to you