She had a fucked up childhood
Acting up, she was misunderstood
Some things, nah they never change
Sinsemilla put a hit on her brain
She said "I don't want to waste no time
Don't want no people 'round me that ain't based"
I wanna live in a dream life
I wanna live in a dream life
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
She grew up fucked in many ways
Run from the sun in the blackest shades
She got a... pocket full of loose change and old dreams
Used up her luck on the slot machines
She said "I don't want to waste no time
Don't want nobody round me that is fake"
I wanna live in a dream life
I wanna live in a dream life
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
What a fucking misery
Helter-skelter lifestyle, shoot the breeze
She lay down on the pavement, late on rent
And this world ain't meant for the heaven-sent
She got purest intentions the day she was born
As she sips out her teacup in the eye of the storm
I said "Hi girl, are you right girl?"
She said "I'm not, but this world is not right either"
I don't want to waste no time
Don't want no people 'round me that ain't based
I wanna live in a dream life
I wanna live in a dream life
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
I wanna live in a dream life
I wanna live in a dream life
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh
(Dreams)
(Dreams)
(Conscious-self)
Dreams, are the ungoverned promises of the minds ill-lit territories
Where the conscious self, that fragile edifice of civility and reason
Is momentarily overthrown by deeper, more ancient forces
In waking life, we walk the narrow corridors of logic and social necessity
But in dreams, we are cast adrift on a sea of symbols
Private myths
Stitched
From memory
Repression
And the latent, often discomforting
Truth
