作词 : K!nder
作曲 : K!nder/Plot Twist
编曲 : K!nder
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I ever had a dream so sweet with my friends,
but sometimes life's a b1tch
cause I lost it outta my gene,
whether it's still been a butterfly without pain,
I'm a survivor so I rise up to know my name.
You're dead to me now, but you're never like that
my ideal type that
cause you change your mindset,
look like five dozen flies buzzing over my head,
perhaps I'm gonna finally killed by my kindness.
I ever prayed to God why somebody's stupid
and murder those puss1es
if the world without music,
ain't nobody wanna have
sweet dreams like movies.
Whatcha doing? What terrible crimes you think?
Though I'm not perfect, I'm also not emotionally
crippled or lonely so that I was supposed to be
a psychopath k1ller till the sh1t's joking on me.
Whether the world's gonna have a revolution to see?
It's all going to hell, Jack the Ripper that you are,
call 'em toy soldiers, even an army have no guard,
gotta remind myself
as a joker with a red nose, hard,
don't tell me about the struggle
whenever I rap in dark,
thoughs of scheme and plan that I believe in
the shit to get more
parts of reasons with thinking,
starting Castle In The Sky
as long as I'm breathing
with the definition,
sweet dreams, I'ma achieve 'em.
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
I'd been glad to look for a place to try to sleep,
whether I could find a change
of the dreams and bite to eat
every damn boring meal,
they always remind of me,
but it's still nice to me. Which type I'ma die to be?
It's hard for everybody to learn different language,
though I have some benefits
like a magical fantasy,
then I calculate I'd better be
a gentleman with a champion dream,
cuz it's the freaking reason
why I enjoying setting this.
I'm gonna through a pass of dream going back
where the freak those were at,
sky's dark and soul's black,
I'd been never in Chicago
to stop Bin Laden moving at
another peaceful place, just whip the joking axs.
I don't wanna give it up when
showing praise to the great,
so I wonder why the sh1t's
gonna happen overseas,
keep my dreams holding sweet,
ain't nobody knows the pain,
that I'm about to spitfire
with a kind of soul in dream
until I'ma dead and gone
to kill 'em that I get upon
every valuable time like ObAma was in Pentagon,
with lotta terrible crimes whosoever bet TruMp,
they don't need a superhero,
just think I was never born,
I'm the dark Lucifer
cause I'm back to nurse's call,
damn it, people are mad again
cause everybody's personal
but I still dunno why enemies always hurt 'em all,
Mandela's the perfect ball
because of my birth in Lord that…
Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused
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