(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I'm sick of dreaming
I'm tired of the lying pictures
I'm sick of thinking in lame depictions
In failing fictions, unlike ordinary men
I'm sick of dreaming, dreaming of you
I'm tired of running around again and again and again
And I don't wanna do that no more
I'm sinking into muddy water
I'm cannon fodder with a big ol' butt
I'm sick of dreaming, dreaming of you
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)