Made-Up Dreams

These thoughts are old Let's keep it cold Dry lines on me Dry history Dryology That stupid sound That awful feel Don't bring them down And it never will No, it never will No, it never will No, it never will Hard to believe That after all this time That after all this I'm still me No one wants to hear What you dreamt about Unless you dreamt about them Don't let that stop you Tell them anyway And you can make it up As you go I'm already gone now You were outside, just waiting I'm already nothing You just noticed me fading It takes a lot to make me crazy And a lot is always going on