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Recurring Dream
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Recurring Dream was released on August 21, 2025 by strykr's sound as a part of the album Recurring Dream - Single
August 21, 2025
Labelstrykr's sound
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

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Lyrics

So some nights
I have this recurring dream
Where I'm stuck inside a world of blank, an untouched sheet
But every other night the canvas grows more things
The way it's painted, it's erratic, it confuses me
But if I look real close
I see a man in the distance, and he's wearin my clothes
And as I'm squintin my eyes, I'm hit with a heavy dose
I wake to not only forget, but to know less than I've known
My consciousness creates a mirror image of me
A me I wish I couldn't see, cause that's all I would wanna be
Livin in a notion, but it's only temporary
And that's what's fuckin killin me, I just wanna be like he
Everything I strive to be, I feel I don't deserve it
I threw away an album cause it wasn't fuckin perfect
I'm tryna write a chorus but my hand just keeps on swervin
I can't stay on the paper, but they all think it's on purpose
So some nights
So in this recurring dream
The slate that once was blank now has an interesting theme
And I can't seem to make it out"What are these things?"
I ask the man with the brush, and he's just starin at me
But if I look real close
The man that holds the brush is nothin other than a ghost
And as he starts to fade, I'm worried that I'll be alone
With these pictures he's created as they start to transpose
And so I fall into a hole
I don't know where to go, I don't know if I should stay
But at least in here it's dull, my brain, it gets a break
From looking at these etchings that I can't interpretate, yeah
And so I start to fall into a hole
I don't know where to go, I don't know if I should stay
But at least in here it's dull, my brain, it gets a break
From looking at these etchings that I can't interpretate
Uh, yeah, yeah
Nah
So at the end of this dream
The paintings start to fade away into the sheet
But I feel a gentle tap, so I turn around to see
It's the man with the brush, and he's handin it to me
Written by: Stryker Blaize Johnson
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