Zane Faulhaber - Sleep Walker Lyrics

She has the style to say the least
Color dim and cherry fleece
Posted on her phone today
Doesn't realize tomorrow's gloom
No one likes or shares her style
Just in arm reach of denial

What we don't know is our future is grim
She's caught in the image
Perfect is slim
I'm dreaming of you finally awakened

He's got the hits uploading songs
Spends his hours through a stained-glass bong
But for sure he'll retweet and share
Only if he can score his views
Lost in touch with the present world
Comparison is the thief of joy
Soulless man is an unhealed boy

Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker

Channels have changed to view our bleakness
Soak and bathe in our shallow prospect
The lack of insight dims our projection
Why can't I just wake up
What is happening to me
Obliterate me
And let me go back to sleep

Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker

Why can't I just wake up
What is happening to me
Obliterate me
And let me go back to sleep

Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker
Sleepwalker