The dreams.
I remember my dreams.
I never wake again, put me in the black cage.
Hope my dream won't stand, won't walk away.
Let me down.
Don't need to understand.
Love them, love the ***.
Need them in my head, in my bed.
I'm the gambler's sucker.
Now they're just like a searcher.
Blame them, run off, then I'm wanting it right.
My text back doesn't pay, that I'm hard.
Telling my brother I'm waiting for the apple.
Hit the face and I owe my bed.
Forget the rest, just let the game.
All is in my head, all is in my head.
I'm looking for the best, I'm gonna forget.
Get me in here, the dream will never end.
It's a shell dream last night.
I think I'm lost in paradise.
Better wake so hard, cause I woke so high.
Should've put my eyes together by the time.
Just figured it out, yeah.
Gotta work night, gotta almost find it.
Like it or not, I think I'm out of mind, yeah.
Let's sit, that's the dream I'll never be mine.
Dreams are coming from the tree,
growing in the body.
Now I'm stuck between reality and fantasy.
Sometimes they just involve me.
When I sleep,
I'll face the king.
When I'm done, I've tainted it.
If I'm not a dream, then what's the real?
Oh,
yeah.
I'm just sick in the dream.
I'll face the king,
it's just the first step I have done.
Oh,
yeah.
It's just a false dream.
If I break my sleep, I'm just a dream.
Maybe you're stuck to me.
Sometimes it's just like this,
really,
it's disappointing.
I mean, I used to think that all of us easy.
When I think about a story,
it just makes me sick.
Met in Paris,
it was so selfish,
acting like a bitch.
We should not be that real, honest and chic.
Dream took birth and I'm not the one I feel.
They said, and what do you believe?
Do you think that life is easy?
Do you think that love is free?
A-Asian, I'm gonna fall on my knees.
Gonna fight for a thing, cause life is a bitch.
You should get out of this dream, yeah.
Wake up early, get some money.
Now I won't grow up like a seed, yeah.
Special dream last night.
Think I'm lost in paradise.
Wake us all up, wake us all up.
I ain't shut up, open my eyes.
Figuring it out, figuring it out.
You're so * fat.
I ain't got any advice.
I don't know, I don't know, man.
Dreams are coming from the dream.
Growing a new body.
Now I'm stuck between reality and fantasy.
Sometimes they're just above me.
When I sleep,
I'll face the king.
When I'm down, I've tainted it.
Live under the dreams of Mr. Real.
Oh,
yeah.
I'm just sick in the dream.
I'll face the king.
It's just a patch that I can't unbeat.
Oh, yeah.
It's just a flawless scene.
And if I break my sleep, I'm just a scene.
Maybe I'll start to be you.