Lyrics Nightmare - nick devitt
The
stories
you
tellin'
'Bout
how
you
a
felon
We
get
it
dog
Your
soul
that
you're
sellin'
The
hole
that
you
fell
in
Don't
get
involved
Ride
with
the
homies
When
I'm
feeling
lonely
We
taking
off
I
need
a
new
Roley
Man
that's
what
they
told
me
But
I
don't
listen
Fresh
from
the
floor
up
You
making
me
throw
up
Been
feeling
sick
I'll
rap
till
my
toe
up
It's
time
that
you
grow
up
You
hear
me
Nick?
I
hate
it
when
these
people
don't
know
what
they
saying
ya
Help
'em
take
off
like
they're
planes
Then
they
switching
lanes
ya
'Member
what
you
told
me?
Seek
what's
real
Looking
like
you
phony
I've
been
riding
low-key
Could
care
less
if
I'm
famous
and
nobody
know
me
Why
you
get
offended
I
just
get
it
how
I
live
it
dog
I
Pull
up
in
a
civic
Windows
tinted
They
don't
get
it
dog
The
City
live
in
sin
But
I'm
forgiven
Man
I
thank
you
God
The
lean
all
in
the
soda
Man
just
hold
up
Are
you
feeling
lost?
Keep
one
eye
closed
when
you
sleeping
there
Foreign
whip
Them
ghosts,
they
be
creepin'
ya
Bread
and
heat,
you're
toast
you
go
missing
ya
Guess
that's
how
it
goes
when
you
living
here
Keep
one
eye
closed
when
you
sleeping
there
Foreign
whip
Them
ghosts,
they
be
creepin'
ya
Bread
and
heat,
you're
toast
you
go
missing
ya
Guess
that's
how
it
goes
when
you
living
here
Feeling
defeated
I'm
down
and
I'm
bleeding
Wow
Even
if
not
convenient
I'm
taking
the
scenic
Route
They
doing
the
most
I
don't
like
to
pose
Listen
Start
smelling
the
rose
Stop
cleaning
with
nose
Woah
Everybody
welcome,
no
guest
list
Nobody
themselves,
just
blend
in
like
Nesquik
Don't
know
why
it's
me
they
mess
with
Sleep
been
a
stranger
Lately
been
restless
It
feels
like,
ya
Like
a
light
year
Since
I
look
up
see
them
shoes
Like
Mike,
ya
In
the
night,
ya
They
don't
fight
fair
What
I
once
had
dreamed
now
a
nightmare
It
feels
like,
ya
Like
a
light
year
Since
I
look
up
see
them
shoes
Like
Mike,
ya
In
the
night,
ya
They
don't
fight
fair
What
I
once
had
dreamed
now
a
nightmare
Keep
one
eye
closed
when
you
sleeping
there
Foreign
whip
Them
ghosts,
they
be
creepin'
ya
Bread
and
heat,
you're
toast
you
go
missing
ya
Guess
that's
how
it
goes
when
you
living
here
Keep
one
eye
closed
when
you
sleeping
there
Foreign
whip
Them
ghosts,
they
be
creepin'
ya
Bread
and
heat,
you're
toast
you
go
missing
ya
Guess
that's
how
it
goes
when
you
living
here
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