Field Trip
You Make Me Sleepy
Teleport me away from the colourless baby,I don't think that I belong amoung these soldiers babyLet me paint this town,I'm sick of sitting downLet me draw you my imagination,Then you can spray me with congratulationsYour tone is making me fell sleepy,And your style doesn't really interest meI'd rather have conversations with the sun then stay here,But you make it your profession to lock up my ambitions dearDon't even try to hold me back,I'd like to tear apart your contractYou ask me what will I be doing now,SongtexteReclining on my cloud,I'm sure that's what I'll doAnd maybe ride a caterpillar,As if it were a rollercoaster,Then devote myself to a brewDon't you dare stop me plotting all my dreams,Or I'll sucker-punch your esteemThen they'll sprinkle me with congratulations,Exit the door, carry on our conversationI can't wait to meet you there,Saying goodbye and I don't even care
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