I really want to be just like him
Can't even count all of his friends
Shaking hands, hugging, patting backs, "Man, how ya been?"
I really want to be just like him

He's got to be a millionaire
I bet he also collects art

Does he see me sitting here like this?
Does he think about my life, like I do his?
If I was grown up, would he like me?
If I was grown up, would he like me?
Does he think about my life, like I do his?

If I'm going to be anybody
I better be someone who collects art

Open mouth care expression on you
Probably true, what I heard about you
Open mouth care expression on you
Probably true, what I heard about you

I lost focus of the blog I know
Stopped turning, now oscillates slow
I'm pretty sure it won't get better
But it's real pretty to think so

I wish I didn't know what I didn't used to know
I wish I didn't know what I didn't used to know


Lyrics submitted by Shaen

Dream Eater song meanings
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