Sweet Dreams

I'm not a thing for you to touch

Just back off I really had enough

I'm not a thing for you to touch

Just back off I really had enough

You think I'll let you get away with it

You think I'll let you get away with it

Sweet Dreams, I'll never see you again

At last can shut the voices in my head

Last night I just spent 10 million grand

Just tell me bout your funeral plans

Sweet Dreams, I'll never see you again

At last can shut the voices in my head

Last night I just spent 10 million grand

Just tell me bout your funeral plans

Ayo

You're a filthy old bastard

With No human decency

Like, Literally, FUCK YOU

Go to hell

Go pick someone your own motherfucking size