Bet'cha Your Job - I Am The Ocean

I had a dream it was my birthday today…

For a while it became normal, but now I wish that I had

not forgot so much…

Was there a battle here?

Me vs. me?

Perhaps… perhaps…

(I dunno)

But here it is now anyway: the kid’s (severed) head —

right there in my lap!

I (notice that now I) got my head in my hands, and my hands are in my lap.

(head in hands)

(hands in lap)

I don’t know if I do (know) though if it’s bad news or bad ass.

(wake up dreaming still)

But here I am now anyway, and it’s my birthday…

Swear to god I’m gonna buy something bad.

(Maybe an apple bi-product)

(or a product by «Apple»)

And I don’t know, but I’ll bet you your job that it will be the baddest thing you ever seen.

I sure hope that this dream is really just a dream.

And I’m saying it once again: I sure do hope that dream

was just a dream.

Because if it was not then I got a problem that’s

getting to big to be controlled and my hands are just

barely not big enough…

Plus it’s my birthday, and I don’t need some «dead-me»

to come and ruin it.

It’s my birthday, and I swear to god I’m gonna buy

something bad.