Praising Hours

I stumbled upon his praising hours The praise you'll see is the praise he has And a million stars were there and free Had a sudden urge to beam through the sea Beneath the praise, I see the dreams His daydreams that he keep on talking about The sun that outshines May Spurning through the hours that's going away And you, your narcissism too It shouldn't be as good as you have said, and It shouldn't be as good as I expected On you, your narcissism too This mix that blended in your personality Made the mix a whole lot good and better for me Reprimanded his decision He can't avoid his satisfaction That spins around his dear own world I can't tell if it's good or absurd And on the grass, it lays that fabric The checkered pattern from the picnic For somehow celebrating his dreams That he was able to achieve And you, your narcissism too It shouldn't be as good as you have said, and It shouldn't be as good as I expected On you, your narcissism too This mix that blended in your personality Made the mix a whole lot good or better for me You've got to know the least I say Is holding me captive, far away A buried face that's been so blue Has proved all of the countless clues And you, your narcissism too It shouldn't be as good as you have said and It shouldn't be as good as I expected On you, your narcissism too It shouldn't be as good as you have said, and It shouldn't be as good as I expected On you, your narcissism too This mix that blended in your personality (personality) Made the mix a whole lot good or better On you, your narcissism too It shouldn't be as good as you have said and It shouldn't be as good as I expected for me