Lyrics: Christopher Charles Pereira
Music: Christopher Charles Pereira
Verse 1
Wish upon your dreams with your eyes tight,
Fist closed, lean right, ain’t no fist fight,
Dreams as a kid, grows the mind right,
Catch the right wave, see the dreams catch flight
Don’t let the monsters in,
camped out blood of sin,
Tell the lies all you do to win,
Tapped out white flag I’m all in
Blacked out light head I’m fallin
Show me how to sin and not win
With the cat grin, your mind locked in,
Like gangrene, your dreams soft pinned
Hear your mother scream like you split your spleen,
Crack your dual screen on what is seen and unseen,
Candles on a cake with space,
rats didn’t run the race,
Had a place in your mind, your dreams could taste