"Am I just a dreamer by the way I love? How my aches when you're not by me? Or, the fact that you're so distant from my touch. Am I just a dreamer, by being desirable for your love, the kind found between the sheets and weed smoke? Fizzled away without a sincerity of a kiss, just the emptiness that's never satisfied? Am I just a dreamer, or have blurry eyes that seems to feel like I'm just chasing, not aware of the foolish and not fully knowing a person. Man, this shit gets too real, but again I'm among the many wondering am I a dreamer, or just a sucka?"
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