[Verse 1: Jill Real]
Another long day, for another long week
I do what I should, but sometimes I don't speak
I know all the right words man, it's just my speech
Instead, a head nod, smile, no teeth, just cheek
Cause if that ain't the least, all I get is grief
But I don't trip cause these interactions are breif
Its anti social, with a slight disbelief
All I see is cigarette buds flooded in the street
Looking at sell-outs, praying I'll never be that weak
I don't know what they've been through, man these hills get steep
I was taught the process, just raise up your knees
Feeling the most pain at the bottom of my feet
Staying up on my toes, yo, I'm tryna be elite
Seems like there ain't always enough space for me
Can't complain, I always have food to eat
A warm place to stay, and a spot to get some sleep, sleep
[Hook: Jill Real]
Can someone please let me into Dreamland?
I know life's easier than it seems man
Can someone please let me into Dreamland?
I know life's easier than it seems man
Yo, I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
I know life's easier than it seems man
[Verse 2: Jill Real]
Till I get in heaven, dreaming will have to do
The day ends, go home, take off my shoes
Acknowledge those present, or else I'm being rude
So it's "Hi, How are you?" then straight to my room
I look out the window, ain't much of a view
Check the mail, more letters from the school
They don't believe I'm that poor, yo what more I gotta prove
Filled out financial aid, now sending W-2s
If my pride was tangible, no doubt it'd be bruised
But it has to get done or I'm undoubtedly screwed
Not all excited for the TV or the news
Dealing with power, money and how it gets misused
Plus I don't wana be controlled, gotta stay cool
Why dress up my emotions, when they strip them nude?
I just wana keep my soul, gotta stay true
So let me sleep in today, as my mind eludes
Plotting tomorrow, what's my next move?
Cause as soon as I awake problems issued
I really don't like how it affects my mood
Somewhere inside I know I'll make it through
[Dialogue]
Miranda: So, I want to know what you like to do in your spare time?
Bailey: I love to pretend, I love to act, and that's all that I like to do
Miranda: Okay, what do you mean? Like, can you show me an example?
Bailey: I like to dream!
Miranda: You like to dream? Dreams are good, I like dreaming, too!
[Hook 2: Jill Real]
Can someone please let me into Dreamland?
Life, it ain't as easy as it seems man
Yo, I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
Life, it ain't as easy as it seems man
Please, can you let me into Dreamland?
Life, it ain't as easy as it seems man
Yo, I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
Said I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
Another long day, for another long week
I do what I should, but sometimes I don't speak
I know all the right words man, it's just my speech
Instead, a head nod, smile, no teeth, just cheek
Cause if that ain't the least, all I get is grief
But I don't trip cause these interactions are breif
Its anti social, with a slight disbelief
All I see is cigarette buds flooded in the street
Looking at sell-outs, praying I'll never be that weak
I don't know what they've been through, man these hills get steep
I was taught the process, just raise up your knees
Feeling the most pain at the bottom of my feet
Staying up on my toes, yo, I'm tryna be elite
Seems like there ain't always enough space for me
Can't complain, I always have food to eat
A warm place to stay, and a spot to get some sleep, sleep
[Hook: Jill Real]
Can someone please let me into Dreamland?
I know life's easier than it seems man
Can someone please let me into Dreamland?
I know life's easier than it seems man
Yo, I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
I know life's easier than it seems man
[Verse 2: Jill Real]
Till I get in heaven, dreaming will have to do
The day ends, go home, take off my shoes
Acknowledge those present, or else I'm being rude
So it's "Hi, How are you?" then straight to my room
I look out the window, ain't much of a view
Check the mail, more letters from the school
They don't believe I'm that poor, yo what more I gotta prove
Filled out financial aid, now sending W-2s
If my pride was tangible, no doubt it'd be bruised
But it has to get done or I'm undoubtedly screwed
Not all excited for the TV or the news
Dealing with power, money and how it gets misused
Plus I don't wana be controlled, gotta stay cool
Why dress up my emotions, when they strip them nude?
I just wana keep my soul, gotta stay true
So let me sleep in today, as my mind eludes
Plotting tomorrow, what's my next move?
Cause as soon as I awake problems issued
I really don't like how it affects my mood
Somewhere inside I know I'll make it through
[Dialogue]
Miranda: So, I want to know what you like to do in your spare time?
Bailey: I love to pretend, I love to act, and that's all that I like to do
Miranda: Okay, what do you mean? Like, can you show me an example?
Bailey: I like to dream!
Miranda: You like to dream? Dreams are good, I like dreaming, too!
[Hook 2: Jill Real]
Can someone please let me into Dreamland?
Life, it ain't as easy as it seems man
Yo, I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
Life, it ain't as easy as it seems man
Please, can you let me into Dreamland?
Life, it ain't as easy as it seems man
Yo, I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
Said I'm just tryna get to Dreamland
( Jill Real )
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