BAD DREAMS

Talk about real life, like it a bad dream

Nightmares, all the voices in my head scream

Life changing every day became a crazy thing

Like I'm backed up in a corner, I cannot pull no last string

But this is the real part, this is real life, not a bad dream

You can't let the stress just pile on yourself until it extreme

Then no one else can help, cause they can't see the theme

And you smile, but they know that it ain't what it seem

This can't be like that one time I had when I was up in LA

Gave all my heart to some girl who laughed while she threw it away

Then people would justify why they had a reason to hate

Just cause I've been doing the things that they wish that they could be