[Intro]

So much about this feels like a dream

Dreams prepare us for waking life

It’s one thing to dream, it’s another to

Understand the nature of a dream

You’re waking up to who you are

That’s all you need to understand

[Verse 1]

This is my therapy, let me get this shit off my chest

I got something that's been bugging me that I need to address

You really wanna take in characters? Give me the address

I put in the good word that’s the least that you can expect

I’ll make sure that it never happens again

I fucking told you that I had a bad feeling about him

Not too many soldiers can last to thе end

That’s why I don’t trust anyone excеpt my family and close friends

It’s tough not to fall too deep and co-depend

Too many sleepless nights up late with a broken heart

Asking myself how compatible we are

Wondering how it’s possible to love something so hard

Once you become what you are, the only way is up

You gotta jack yourself ten times more than anyone else

‘Cause nobody gives a fuck

It’s doggy dog in the province of bad luck

[Chorus]

And it just ain’t cool

Damn right, I blame you

For putting me through all this shit, we’ve been through

Just one track, get up, take two

There’s a lot of good that I can do

With a little distribution behind the sea moose

‘Till I get rotated on the radio blues

Eventually, I know I’m gon’ break through

[Interlude]

That’s not my place to judge

We all fall down

It’s about how we get up

[Verse 2]

I don’t care however many more video-shoots

I let the music just speak for itself, it’s pure proof

Check the authentication on the back of the digi-pack

Once you sign up, there ain’t no getting out of that

Yeah, whatever man, I’ve been dreaming at this a long time

I knew that it was gonna happen somewhere along the line

And the sooner the better

I ain’t even tryna live in this cold ass Canada weather forever

I’m talking palm trees, sipping on Jamaican rum

Barefeet in the sand’s my daily curriculum

Saltwater taste on her lips when I take a kiss from ‘em

Fresh food growing on the vines when I’m picking ‘em

I’m on island time, about to take siesta

Pero no tengo tijeto para la fiesta

I’m working too hard to fuck around and mess up

I’m too smart to put all the eggs in one dresser

[Chorus]

And it just ain’t cool

Damn right, I blame you

For putting me through all this shit, we’ve been through

Just one track, get up, take two

There’s a lot of good that I can do

With a little distribution behind the sea moose

‘Till I get rotated on the radio blues

Eventually, I know I’m gon’ break through