When reality is circling the drain
When you lose the thought of pleasure in pain
When the dream is dead, what's the point of weeping
When you can't taste passion on your lovers lips
When forever starts feeling like a sinking ship
When the dream is dead, what's the point of sleeping
Well I'm waking up
Well I'm waking up
When the bitterness covers half your tongue
When you're not the only one who could write this song
When the dream is dead, whats the point
When you're struggling to self-inflict an end
When you realize all you needed was a friend
When the dream is dead
Art Wavey - When Lyrics
Art Wavey - When Lyrics
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When reality is circling the drain
When you lose the thought of pleasure in pain
When the dream is dead, what's the point of weeping
When you can't taste passion on your lovers lips
When forever starts feeling like a sinking ship
When the dream is dead, what's the point of sleeping
Well I'm waking up
Well I'm waking up
When the bitterness covers half your tongue
When you're not the only one who could write this song
When the dream is dead, whats the point
When you're struggling to self-inflict an end
When you realize all you needed was a friend
When the dream is dead
When you lose the thought of pleasure in pain
When the dream is dead, what's the point of weeping
When you can't taste passion on your lovers lips
When forever starts feeling like a sinking ship
When the dream is dead, what's the point of sleeping
Well I'm waking up
Well I'm waking up
When the bitterness covers half your tongue
When you're not the only one who could write this song
When the dream is dead, whats the point
When you're struggling to self-inflict an end
When you realize all you needed was a friend
When the dream is dead
Writer: Jackson Van Horn
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid