One day I woke up on the street.
Sun was so hot, weather was sweet.
I tried to sell my shit.
He's so psycho.
I'm in this life so as I can.
But I ain't got no fucking chance.
To thee and not a whim.
He said, ay, ay, ay, ay, my dreams come true when I get high.
Wasn't life so fucked up?
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
My dreams come true when I get high.
And let the change become a part of our memory.
Lies that never come again.
Crime will get us out of here.
Cry about death.
I still hate my destiny.
There are no ways to retreat Mama, don't wait for your son to come back
There's a kid come by the way.
I'm a soldier on the war with myself.
Oh, I'm a murder, although I wake myself.
This is my story about the war with myself
Truth versus fact, me versus myself.
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
He said, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
My dreams come true when I get home When life's so fucked up
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
My dreams come true when I get high.
And let the pain become a fight.
I've got no friends on this college and got no millions in the bank.
But Mama ain't no fool.
She's no psycho.
But still in life and day and night, sorrow be quite and dream about.
He said, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
My dreams come true when I get home.
When life's so fucked up,
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.
But please come through when I get high And let the chain become a wire
He's so psycho.
