I've been sleeping until 4 or 5 in the afternoon
Haven't said a word in weeks
When your body clock somehow syncs up with one of Saturn's moons
Everybody else seems hard to reach

But I'm not fucking blind, man
I know what I'm doing
I can see the patten
But I don't know what I can do about the way I am

All those haunted places we return to in our dreams
Tucked away in our brains
My high school was demolished when I was 17
But a part of me is still walking down the corridors there

Please try not to wake me
I'm not finished dreaming
There is still a secret that I am yet to find in here
I'm not fucking blind man
I know what I'm doing
I can see the pattern but I don't know what I can do about the way I am

One day I will rise up
Light from lack of baggage
Fresh to meet the sunrise
But I don't know what I can do about the way I am