Old Dreams Songtext
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Old Dreams Songtext
Used to wish to go into outer space
I dreamt of becoming an astronaut
Now I′m trying not to break my face
And I'm hoping that feelings for me would get caught
Used to wish to make a game with a PC
I had hopes of working at Nintendo
Now the thought of life makes me queasy
But I′m still here, guess my life won't soon crescendo
If only the past me could see me now
Would I be ashamed or would I be proud
Thought I'd have a lover, deprived of touch
Would I feel betrayed, that I changed so much
Used to wish to be famous through videos
I dreamt of influencing the masses
Now I work in home-made studios
And I′m hoping that I′ll pass all of my classes
Used to wish of making famous works of art
I had hopes of working with celebrities
But I put the horse after the kart
And I'm losing all of my old identities
If only the past me could see me now
Would I be ashamed or would I be proud
Thought I′d have a lover, deprived of touch
Would I feel betrayed, that I changed so much
I'm missing many connections
Don′t you see that I'm a menace
Got a lot of imperfections
Wanna soar but I′m impennous
If only the past me could see me now
Would I be ashamed or would I be proud
Thought I'd have a lover, deprived of touch
Would I feel betrayed, that I changed so much
I dreamt of becoming an astronaut
Now I′m trying not to break my face
And I'm hoping that feelings for me would get caught
Used to wish to make a game with a PC
I had hopes of working at Nintendo
Now the thought of life makes me queasy
But I′m still here, guess my life won't soon crescendo
If only the past me could see me now
Would I be ashamed or would I be proud
Thought I'd have a lover, deprived of touch
Would I feel betrayed, that I changed so much
Used to wish to be famous through videos
I dreamt of influencing the masses
Now I work in home-made studios
And I′m hoping that I′ll pass all of my classes
Used to wish of making famous works of art
I had hopes of working with celebrities
But I put the horse after the kart
And I'm losing all of my old identities
If only the past me could see me now
Would I be ashamed or would I be proud
Thought I′d have a lover, deprived of touch
Would I feel betrayed, that I changed so much
I'm missing many connections
Don′t you see that I'm a menace
Got a lot of imperfections
Wanna soar but I′m impennous
If only the past me could see me now
Would I be ashamed or would I be proud
Thought I'd have a lover, deprived of touch
Would I feel betrayed, that I changed so much
Writer(s): William Morr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

