Does it fit inside the frame?
All the pain and all the hurt
And though I can not make it better
I can tell you what it's worth
It's everyday, the same, in a constant loop inside my brain
Is it all the same
Checking in and checking out, forever stuck in a door frame
So I'll scare myself to sleep
So I can catch myself in a Fever Dream
It's not worth sorting me out, you're not sorting me out
Need you to sort me out
Years later from then, and I don't need anything when I get outta bed
I'll always have the same thoughts in my head, from when I was younger
(I'm starting to wonder)
Can you take this mind to a place and
Time where it all works out in the end
So I can spend, these days away with you
Well I can't wait, for the world to spin around me
I'll take what's mine but give it all to you
So I'll scare myself to sleep
So I can catch myself in a Fever Dream
It's not worth sorting me out, you're not sorting me out
Well I think back to what I've seen
I was far too young at 17 for it all
You're not sorting me out, need you to sort me out
Need you to sort me out
Need you to sort me out
Sort me out
And I'll scare myself to sleep
(Need you to sort me, need you to sort me out)
Catch me in a Fever Dream
(Need you to sort me, need you to sort me out)
Scare myself to sleep
(Need you to sort me, need you to sort me out)
Catch me in a Fever Dream