You Make Me Sleepy

Teleport me away from the colourless baby,
I dont think that I belong amoung these soldiers baby
Let me paint this town,
Im sick of sitting down
Let me draw you my imagination,
Then you can spray me with congratulations
Your tone is making me fell sleepy,
And your style doesnt really interest me
Id rather have conversations with the sun then stay here,
But you make it your profession to lock up my ambitions dear
Dont even try to hold me back,
Id like to tear apart your contract
You ask me what will I be doing now,
Reclining on my cloud,
Im sure thats what Ill do
And maybe ride a caterpillar,
As if it were a rollercoaster,
Then devote myself to a brew
Dont you dare stop me plotting all my dreams,
Or Ill sucker-punch your esteem
Then theyll sprinkle me with congratulations,
Exit the door, carry on our conversation
I cant wait to meet you there,
Saying goodbye and I dont even care