Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song it’s a bad dream, artist - 93PUNXAlbum song 93PUNX, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 22.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Roc Nation
Song language: English
it’s a bad dream |
| I hide behind my madness |
| Outside, inside, I'm damaged |
| Suicide, it might get tragic |
| Maybe it’s a bad dream, maybe it's a bad dream |
| Every time I look at me |
| I try so hard but I can't seem |
| To find a shred of decency |
| But maybe it’s a good thing, it's a good thing |
| Addicted to my sadness |
| Just another of my bad, bad habits |
| This shit gets hard to manage |
| Manic-depressive, sociopathic |
| I attract mistakes like a magnet |
| Chase pussy like I'm playing in traffic |
| Till I crash it, end up in a casket |
| Maybe it's a good thing, is anybody listening? |
| (Yeah) |
| Double fisting, driving like I'm drifting, yeah |
| Drunk, spinning on a couch, bitch, I'm Rick James, yeah |
| Half demon, half saint, that's a split-screen |
| Glad to be insane, mad for existing |
| I'm giving up ’cause I don’t believe |
| I'm never gonna find a better part of me |
| I’m showing out, only what they see |
| I'm always running circles when I try to leave |
| This broken soul, but I can't let go |
| And I lose control when I'm on my own again |
| My childhood never lasted |
| My pain is everlasting |
| I’m flying, but I'm crashing |
| Maybe it's a bad dream, maybe it's a bad dream |
| When it's all in front of me |
| I make a mess of everything |
| I fuck it up in spite of me |
| Maybe it's a good thing, it's a good thing |
| There's a hell at the bottom of the well |
| Where I drown to myself and the drugs won't help |
| Swimming in my troubles but I'm not Michael Phelps |
| Ain't no medals for the double, ain't no winning so I dealt |
| Strapped to a Kamikaze plane, killing Nazis |
| Decking paparazzi, the cops can't stop me |
| Not even the government want problems with my posse |
| Sixteen shots, got 'em shook like Mobb Deep |
| Send a SWAT team, I'm too fly to swat me, yeah |
| Let the block beat, swinging like I'm Rocky, yeah |
| With my back against the wall, you couldn't box me |
| Live fast, get cash, car crash, die free |
| I'm giving up 'cause I don't believe |
| I'm never gonna find a better part of me |
| I'm showing out, only what they see |
| I'm always running circles when I try to leave |
| This broken soul, but I can't let go |
| And I lose control when I'm on my own again |