that you hated and pap pap can't fade it We stay heavily sedated comin now back up my buck get shaken Deeply dreaming about this demon my daddy told me
furiated that you hated and pap, pap can't fade it We stay heavily sedated comin' now back up my buck get shaken Deeply dreaming about this demon, my
Um hmm, okay, okay, yeah Yeah, y'all thought I lost it In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen It's just that lately life has been a lost less
stomach she's bleed Out of this situation a girl was conceived Separated from her, left to mother the Revolution And lactated to attack hate Cause federal and state
back yard My mind states intense Savage penetration on the rocks with a twist Now scream and shake your fists Cause dreams are made of this [Thirdrail
yard my mind states intense savage penetration on the rocks with a twist now scream and shake your fists cause dreams are made of this [Thirdrail
had a face Long lost pictures come to life once more The sewers of yesterday spreads its breath into this dream The smell og dying colours, and illusions that bleed
too, minute to dilute, the science is mine You can't party your life away Drink your life away Smoke your life away Fuck your life away Dream your
facts round to false statements state what you meant the meaning gets lost under management i've grown disinterested in numbers the passing cars of four
long ? He got his vest on, suited up with army fatigues To find this kid, and make sure I make his ass bleed Now we multiple by six, a pick and mad up
those who seek peace as dreamers, But isn't our whole culture built on past dreams? It is essential that our dreams become a reality Or there will cease
rain, in every ballet and sun Within my nest I bleed the coming of eves, hollow heart Slave to this blessed state which sends my dreams afar Bear witness
traps, now you never learn from your mistakes So now you wear this ass whoopin' wit' pride, what side you on? It wasn't no I in team, only in your dreams
Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you I hear you [DMX] Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem Pinch myself to wake up, cause I KNOW it's a dream
count, you rip through my mind And take my thoughts from me My mind, my space inside I'm lost Replaced bliss with catastrophy Me in this state of mind
to get it? (Tsh, whatever yo) I hear you, I hear you Uhh, I've lost my grip on reality or so it would seem Pinch myself to wake up 'cuz I know it's a dream
As he slowly faded before my eyes, Left alone but with an aim to live Went the moon to follow as a guide to my release. [Beatrice] [instrumental] [Part II - The Dream
