You'Re Dreaming, If You'Re Believing Poem by Jayson Howard

The waters on fire,
you're a walking plague,
I've never seen such recklessness,
someone so fake.

You're sleeping away the day.
You're giving up on life.
You've got nothing worked out,
but it'll be all right...

Break yourself,
loose this hell.
Night after night,
you sweat the kill.
You're dreaming,
if you're believing,
that you're getting out by yourself.

So now you're up,
not up too much,
putting up with,
holding a grudge.

You can't do a thing,
inside you bleed,
maybe you should stand,
stand up and scream!

Break yourself,
loose this hell.
Night after night,
you sweat the kill.
You're dreaming,
if you're believing,
that you're getting out by yourself.

The pain is unbearable,
you're so miserable,
but when you least expect it,
you'll get up and finally reject it.
And all of it, will go away.

When you break yourself,
and loose this hell.
You'll no longer,
sweat the kill.
But you're dreaming,
if you're believing,
that you're getting out by yourself.