You say goodnight. I say goodbye.

Will you define "definition" with anything but your opinion.
Ive held hands with ignorance, tell me tell me what bliss is.
I disagree to agree to disagree; ive realized my ignorance.
I will not remain content with bliss.
Mr. Sandman bring me a dream
Anything but nightmares disguised with
Beautiful faces. My subconscious is trying to speak
I'm left screaming.
Dreaming of how things should be
Then I awake and cross-reference reality
(Misinterpreted identity)
Sandman, save me
Put me out of my misery
Sandman, save me...
Mr. Sandman bring me a gun
Dear sub-conscious, please tell me...
Is confusion your remedy?
If so why is this confusing.
I'm not one to think logically
Re-occurring dreams are all too familiar to me
It feels so real I can taste the sweat of my own immorality
My dreams perception has lost perspective (a false personality)
Please God, damn this false identity.
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Mr. Sandman, Bring Me A Gun Lyrics

The Crinn – Mr. Sandman, Bring Me A Gun Lyrics