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Nightmares
in the night i dream of nightmares
they're coming to life, coming to find me
i'm terrified, they might care about my fears
all i know is i'm right there
wondering if this is my end
either way i'm locked inside my own worst nightmare
and you'll either might care
or plug back in Beats By Dre
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you said that your dreams drive you crazy; well I've already crashed
back in the asylum where i belong, home sweet home, nobody's home, where they at?
one time when i was little, my first nightmare swirled into my dream
i was walking home from Happyville; Wonderland, till the mood randomly changed
to the cabin in the woods, i called out for mom and dad- no reply
then these zombies crawled through the open windows, inviting themselves indoors
i saw them circle around me i was confused, they haven't eaten my brains out yet..
just held out a gun to my left eye and another pistol to my earlobe
first i heard my heart skip two beats, then both fire arms burned into my skull
bang bang, later on I've had more similar dreams like that particular one
trying to articulate what happened as i was stuck alone (in the night...) {look back on top for earlier lines)
they're coming to life, coming to find me
i'm terrified, they might care about my fears
all i know is i'm right there
wondering if this is my end
either way i'm locked inside my own worst nightmare
and you'll either might care
or plug back in Beats By Dre
-----------------
you said that your dreams drive you crazy; well I've already crashed
back in the asylum where i belong, home sweet home, nobody's home, where they at?
one time when i was little, my first nightmare swirled into my dream
i was walking home from Happyville; Wonderland, till the mood randomly changed
to the cabin in the woods, i called out for mom and dad- no reply
then these zombies crawled through the open windows, inviting themselves indoors
i saw them circle around me i was confused, they haven't eaten my brains out yet..
just held out a gun to my left eye and another pistol to my earlobe
first i heard my heart skip two beats, then both fire arms burned into my skull
bang bang, later on I've had more similar dreams like that particular one
trying to articulate what happened as i was stuck alone (in the night...) {look back on top for earlier lines)
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