Texty: Bob Mould. District Line. Who Needs A Dream.

You plead with yourself but it?s me that you want
It?s the same thing every time, every time
I am determined not to fall into that trap again
It?s the things I need for myself and not a way to validate

I?ll partner up with some gray statue
That never moves or goes on dates
Chasing the one who?s running away
While being chased by the one you don?t want

It?s the race to be whole and it?s always unfair
It?ll break your heart for a while
Break your heart for a while

Passion, hoping, wanted to you to be
What you are today? What you are today?
The shape shifting, weightlifting
And hope the presentation will catch his eye

And it did and many saw the string, he grabbed it
And lead you on your leash, you are burning up
Sleeping with anyone but yourself
And just the moment you break

And just in the moment you break
You?re closing the deal
You walked it to the other side of the world
And closed it the door in your face

You never give me the things I need
And yet I stay here wracked with need
Hoping you will see the things I need
But I?ve come to learn, you don?t even see

I am invisible to you, don?t even see
I am invisible to you, don?t even see
I am invisible, who needs to dream
I don?t want to dream about that future

I only hope that I can make it till tomorrow
Who needs to dream
I don?t want to dream about that future
I only hope that I can make it till tomorrow
That I can make it to tomorrow
That I can make it to tomorrow