I prefer to sit alone...
In my room and doors locked...
Nothing dirty ever happens...
Just my mind wandering around...
Getting ideas about life...
My life.
But I hardly ever do anything about it...
I just go on dreaming...
That's why I'm a lazy dreamer...
I keep going with conversations...
With myself...
And the help of my imagination...
I go far that way.
Of course...
Reality is...
I'm still quite the lazy dreamer...
But I've got to earn some dough...
Put food on the table...
Put clothes over our skins...
Put a roof over our heads...
Being in a condo, we share the roof with many...
So I just gotta make sure there's these 4 walls around us...
Somehow...
I feel complete.
I am hereby accepting myself...
I am a lazy dreamer.
