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Burn it down again It's a bitter end I thought we were friends And I cannot pretend To never make amends I cannot save you So I'll just betray you Sorry, sorry If I could take it back, I could take it back, I would But I signed the contract and I made a pact Even now, I know you would Close your eyes, shut your mouth Dream a dream and get us out Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream Or hit the hay, fast asleep Dream a dream, you little bleep Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream I'm so capped out on making different kinds of enemies Nothing like fake bitches with rollies down on Beverley Yuh know a Barbie type in the Ferrari headed to some party But doesn't know shit about Space Invaders on Atari Well in the end, I will win. Try again Nah it's a trend, it's not pretend. Tell me when Just relax, lay about Or my fist will put you out I'll make you dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream Take your time, but beware There is darkness in the air Dream, dream Man, she's a fucking bitch We get it, you're shopping at Sax but I'm seein' right through the act You doing this and all that just to be whack, when there's so much I need to unpack What will you ever do when the lights and cameras fade out With a cold 22 brandished on you, when you're beaten black and blue Nah bitch, you're through. Now it's my cue You mugged me off but the rent is due You oughta have a second thought or better yet, a better plot Or know who you're stepping to You reap and you sew what you seam You're living the Hollywood Dream Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream Dream, dream, dream, dream, dream, dream Sorry
Writer(s): Robert Rodriguez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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