I can't remember
the last time
that I felt good
for more than a week
I mean really good
for more than a month

Makes you wanna feel, makes you wanna cry
Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
And you're halfway there, but you're halfway down
And you just can't get your ass out of town
And you can't back up 'cause you're against the wall
And it's the same goddamn thing I told you
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave

And I think that's what's happened
to me
'Cause I'm walking
almost everyday blind
And I'm searching
through my past
In a way that isn't healthy
I'm hoping to find
A good list of reasons
to know that I'm special
To know that I'm different,
to know that I'm better

Makes you wanna feel, makes you wanna cry
Makes you wanna tear the stars from the sky
And you're halfway there, but you're halfway down
And you just can't get your ass out of town
And you can't back up 'cause you're against the wall
And it's the same goddamn thing I told you
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave
Sometimes a dream is what makes you a slave

Look around
Do you see anyone for themselves,
like you see yourself
So why do you still feel so all alone

Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
How many pieces do you wish
Bubblegum, bubblegum in a dish
How many pieces do you wish
My mother told me to pick the very best one
And you are it