Dream On (Bushwacka Tough Guy Mix Edit)

Bony fingers close around me Long and spindly death becomes me Heaven, can you see what I see? Hey, you pale and sickly child You're death and living reconciled Been walking home a crooked mile Paying debt to karma, you party for a living What you take won't kill you But careful what you're giving There's no time for hesitating Pain is ready, pain is waiting Primed to do its educating Unwanted, uninvited kin It creeps beneath your crawling skin It lives without, it lives within you Feel the fever coming, you're shaking and twitching You can scratch all over But that won't stop you itching Can you feel a little love? Can you feel a little love? Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Blame it on your karmic curse Or shame upon the universe It knows its lines, it's well rehearsed It sucked you in, it dragged you down To where there is no hallowed ground Where holiness is never found Paying debt to karma, you party for a living What you take won't kill you But careful what you're giving Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on Dream on, dream on