Dream Or Dreem

Now this is awful

I don't like this

So I'll wear pink glasses

Or that technology that makes me feel alright

It reads my thoughts and

Then I sleep forever

I am no more in reality

But I live in the dreams

In my dreams

And that's pretty odd but really cool

Anything I think is done

There are no problems to solve

Father says me: "Son, well done"

Then I start to fly

No pain and feeling like you need to hurry up

No feeling like you can't sing and you have to make the rap

O-ho!

This is awful

I don't like this

So I'll wear pink glasses

Or that technology that makes me feel alright

I see the girl and

Then I like her

Then she likes me

Not my photo in VK

She likes me and that's cool

I'll never feel like I am stupid

And that's the law of the dream

Anything I think is done

There are no problems to solve

Father says me: "Son, well done"

Then I start to fly

No pain and feeling like you need to hurry up

No feeling like you can't sing and you have to make the rap

Long coat, high shoes, umbrella

The rain, the leaves, mud and footprints

And the trees are so yellow

It's not sad, I know some cool hints

Warm tea, warm house and a family

No work, no school, no study

Go walking with friends along alley

It's your autumn, buddy

My birthday, my concerts

My love and my new chapter

A leadership in small herds

Exploring my character

I'm the falling leaf of that tree

Wind blows and my brothers lift

I'm the one who's stomped I can't fly

I'm just waiting for the shift