They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe
A keen fiend with obscene dreams
Cause after all the lights and screams
I’m peeling wigs, killing pigs in my dreams
He's just living in his dreams
Everything ain't what it seems
Get a good job, follow your dreams
Ass shots in her seven jeans
Believe i'll freddie krueger up your dreams.
Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats
Taking over all my dreams
Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks
Way too big for my my fucking jeans
This why i always follow my dreams
Get grand slam fans out of they seats
Welcome to our dreams
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