Letra da Música I Don't Dream de Sweetmates

Slip into my skin
You softly break my bones to bits
Through me, like thunder you're rolling
And I'm dripping under your breath

But you ask me where my mind goes
I don't dream, I'm always stoned
I don't need you to help me out of this
I have made, made my own mess

There's a hole in my mind
and you're pulling in your
The world just seems so flimsy
When you dance for me and sing, I grin

Just don't float off like a ribbon of a gymnast
I want to run, I'm frightened by your form
Your subtle smile reminds me of your interest
I want your breath drawn out and then reborn

But you ask me where my mind was
I don't dream, I'm always stoned
I don't need you to help me out of this
I have made, made my own mess

I don't need to ever come home
And find out, have you, I just want to be alone
I don't need you to help me out of this
I have made, made my own fucking mess