Sangtekst: Mystery Jets. Serotonin. Dreaming Of Another World.

It's the cheek of the ice to live or to die
riddle without a clue
i spend my days in a dreamy haze
thinking of what to do

When the sun comes down night
is all around
i shed my skin chain it on your ground
go to a place where the people
make a crowd
Find your pace and do what's
not allowed

Dreaming of another world (x 3)
Dreaming of another you
Always seem to talk all trought the night
and you
always seem to make it home alright

It's a story tale when a dream turn still
i need a bowl from the blue
i once loved before does it matter anymore
cause now it might be you

When the sun comes up
burning out the night
we stretch our limbs
and walk into the light
there's nothing left to say
sleep as the dead
It's time to live out
The dream inside your head

Dreaming of another world (x 3)
Dreaming of another you
Always seem to talk all trought the night
and you
always seem to make it home alright

Just try
try to spread the sky
Only once, once before you die
do something that will make
your mother cry
The dream, dreaming of another world...


Dreaming of another world (x 3)
Dreaming of another you
Always seem to talk all trought the night
and you
always seem to make it home alright



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