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Jacob Brass
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Brass
Songwriter
Texty
Holding up my head against the rain
I wonder what it takes to start again
Will I ever be part of the game ?
They are telling me ‚try hard and you win‘
So I hold my head against the rain
And I say
I don‘t wanna dream the American Dream
That by all I do never can come true Oho
I‘m a part of a wheel
Keep on spinning round
Wanna break out
No I don‘t wanna dream the American Dream
That by all I do never can come true Oho
The illusion is real
That I live in now
Wanna break out
I don‘t wanna dream
I used to dream of fame when I was young
'Bout being one of them the good and strong
But will that ever be where I belong ?
They keep telling me whats right and whats wrong
Their words are running dry now in the rain, the rain, the rain
And I say
I don‘t wanna dream the American Dream
That by all I do never can come true Oho
I‘m a part of a wheel
Keep on spinning round
Wanna break out
No I don‘t wanna dream the American Dream
That by all I do never can come true Oho
The illusion is real
That I live in now
Wanna break out
No I don‘t wanna
Dream away, dream away, dream away with you
There‘s nothing I‘d rather do
Dream away, dream away, dream away with you
There's nothing I'd rather do
Dream away, dream away, dream away with you
Uhu, there's nothing I'd rather do
Dream away, dream away, dream away with you
Coz I long for you
I don‘t wanna dream the American Dream
Anymore
I don’t wanna feel like a part of a wheel
Anymore, anymore
I don‘t wanna dream
Written by: Jacob Brass
