Wet Dreams
Some days just aren't good for anything at all
Feel all those feelings but don't make that call
Because nobody, nobody, nobody knows what you want
If you don't do
Feel all those feelings but don't make that call
Some days just aren't good, there's no beauty I see
Say it enough times and god will set you free
Some days just aren't good for anything at all
Feel all those feelings but don't make that call
Bring all your dreams to me
Bring all your dreams to me
Feel all those feelings but don't make that call
Some days just aren't good, there's no beauty I see
Say it enough times and god will set you free
Some days just aren't good for anything at all
Feel all those feelings but don't make that call
Bring all your dreams to me, I will hold them
Bring all your dreams to me, I will hold them
Lay on your [?] to me, I will fold them
Pile on the thoughts[?] to me, I will hold them
Bring all your dreams to me, I will hold them
Pile on the thoughts to me, I will fold them
Pile on the thoughts to me, I will hold them
Pile on the thoughts to me, I will fold them
