Sometimes when the sun I close my eyes

I don't ever want to wake up I'd rather stream in the world of my dreams

and face reality that makes up All the stress in my head I don't know what

to do instead But maybe this way of life just isn't right

for me I try to play it smart but listening to my

heart I don't know if I can take it I'm tearing

myself apart I struggle to hold my own I'm trying to

find my way I'm tired of being alone and feeling so

out of place Got so much that's on my plate and somehow

I'm still starving Lost in the music and I can't even find my

Sitting reflecting all the people I've met And everything that I've done and all the

bridges I've burned You either in or you out and I ain't trying

to get now But I'm just growing impatient for fate to

hand me my turn

Following your dreams

Late night texts to my ex girl New inbox from my next girl

I wonder why I even bother when I think that women might be incompatible with my world

I mean I know that we in school now I'd be naive to call it love

Even though I told you that I loved you on some multiple occasions

It was probably out of lust, padded friendship Maybe I should end this

Maybe there's a future here between us that is splendid

Maybe we could work it out and both pursue ambitions

But chances are there's only room for one of us with vision

And it ain't fair to you to always have to be my tag along

And I don't want to end up as successful but a vagabond

In ugly situations someone always has to lose

So if I have to choose your love over music I'm choosing you

Life ain't always what it seems

When you're following your dreams

Life ain't always what it seems

When you're following your dreams

I had a talk with my homie in the kitchen at a time when I was down

And I was thinking about giving up on my dream that I had had since I was only 16

That's a quarter of my life and we trying to live it right

But he told me that ultimately it's out of our hands

Everything that is to come is already written in God's plan

So he told me I should pray about it

And I'm like I will but in my mind I kind of doubt it

Cause if my fate is predetermined then what is the point in working?

What is the point in praying that's driving me all berserk

And then pushing me to a point of breaking vacant

I'm good when you ask me taking off my armor

Vulnerable when my demons harass me

Give me your grace because you know that I'm dead without it

My stubbornness and pride got me stuck and my visions clouded

So give me your hand and pull me out of this trench

And put me back on path or go wherever I'm sent

Life ain't always what it seems

When you're following your dreams

Life ain't always what it seems

When you're following your dreams