Overdose
Jazz & Cinema Vol. 3 Lyrics

I had a dream I went out
I experienced a dream where I ventured outside

I overdosed on my doubt
I immersed myself in an overwhelming amount of uncertainty and insecurity

Yeah, it was real, it was strange
Yes, the dream felt tangible and peculiar

Had nothing but doubt in my veins
My entire being was filled with nothing but doubt

I could feel all of the pain
I was able to perceive all of the emotional suffering

Like when I'm awake that don't change
Similar to my waking state, the pain doesn't dissipate

But it didn't seem to be bad
However, it didn't appear to be detrimental

It kind of felt good not being sad
In fact, it felt somewhat positive to be devoid of sadness

And when I wake up in the morning
When I awaken in the morning

I'll just keep on with ignoring
I will continue to disregard

Everyday feel less important
Every day, I perceive myself as being increasingly insignificant

Yeah, things feel better when I'm dreamin'
Yes, everything feels more favorable when I am in the state of dreaming

I can leave things without leavin'
I have the ability to depart from situations without physically leaving

Cut my wrists without the bleeding
I can harm myself without experiencing physical harm

I had a dream where I fell
I had a dream of falling

And no one could hear when I'd yell
In this dream, nobody could hear my cries for help

But I didn't seem to be scared
Surprisingly, I didn't experience fear

It kinda felt good with no one there
It actually felt somewhat positive to be alone without any companions

And when I wake up in the morning
Upon awakening in the morning

Forty miles south of Portland
In a location forty miles south of Portland

Everyday a bit more foreign
Every day, the surroundings become increasingly unfamiliar

Would it even matter if I did
Would it truly make a difference if I did

Five, four, three, two, one, I'm off the grid
Counting down from five, four, three, two, one, I disconnect from society

Maybe they would think the knife had slipped
Perhaps others would perceive it as an accidental knife injury

But would it even matter if it did
But would it truly hold any significance if that were the case

Where'd my feelings go I think they hid
I wonder where my emotions have gone, I believe they have hidden themselves

Cause when I shut my eyes, I can only see my eye lids
Because when I close my eyes, all I can visualize are my closed eyelids

Thinking that there's something that I missed
Contemplating the possibility of having overlooked something

But would it even matter if there is
But would it truly make a difference if that were the case