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