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Texty: Puddle Of Mudd. Living In A Dream.

My teachers always told me I was dumb.
They told me I was ignorant, that I wasnt the one.
Their criticisms always put me down.
It just makes me stronger to look at ware I am at right now.

Livin in a dream, is what they said to me,
and no ones stopping me, from livin out, livin out my dreams
[X2]

I cant beleive that your makin a fool out of me.
So im a disease, at least thats what everyone thinks.
I beg and I bleed, now my throats starting to bleed.
Im not on the streets, sometimes this life dont make no sense to me.

Livin in a dream, is what they said to me,

and no ones stopping me, from livin out, livin out my dreams

(You cant take my dreams away)

And all the times you told me that I would only end up,
but I will never end up like you, your nothin,
and all the times you kicked me out,
and pushed me down you know it only made me wanna be something.

Livin in a dream, is what they said to me,
and no ones stopping me, from livin out, livin out my dreams