Sweet Dreams — Why It Speaks to Me

There’s something hypnotic and haunting about Sweet Dreams.
It’s a song that’s often danced to — but to me, it’s drenched in pain and truth.

“Sweet dreams are made of this / Who am I to disagree?”

That line lands like a sigh from someone who’s been dragged through life’s contradictions — who’s learned not to trust what others say about dreams, or success, or belonging.

There’s resignation in those lyrics.
But there’s defiance too.

The beat keeps pulsing — like the will to survive.

“Some of them want to use you / Some of them want to get used by you…”

It reminds me of relationships where I wasn’t fully seen.
Where I became a role, a mirror, or a vessel — never quite myself.
And maybe I did the same to others without knowing.

It’s a track about masks and power, about longing for meaning in a world where so many connections feel transactional.

But even with that — it moves.
It doesn’t stay stuck.
It drives forward, just like I have.

And that’s why it hits me.

Because even when you’re disillusioned…
Even when you don’t trust the world or yourself…
Something inside keeps you walking, searching, pulsing forward — like that beat.

Maybe Sweet Dreams is what survival sounds like when it still dares to hope.