I’m sick of waiting and waiting
For something that shouldn’t be so belated
I wanna be elated
Not daydreaming and sedated
I’d rather fast
Die young and live fast
I don’t wanna use my breaks
I’ll break my back if that’s what it takes
Spice my life up
Soup my engine up
Where does that road lead?
One where I’m going at high speed
Somebody please speak
High speed with no direction
Goes against all intuition
Who’s got more ammunition?
I wanna shoot dead dreams
With whipped cream
Swallow so much I can’t breathe
And when I wake up and finally see
My new dream is still by the sea
But with whom will it be?
About the Creator
Gee On A Journey
Daydreamer, wanderer and lyrical terrorist. I'm always on the lookout for new challenges and adventures, love to walk barefoot in the sand, not wash the salt water out of my hair and drink coffee.
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