No bad dream fucker's going to boss me around,
Christian Brothers gonna take him down,
But it can't help me get over.
Don't be cross, it's sick I want,
I've seen the boss blink on and off.
Fake concerns is what's the matter, man,
And you think I ought to shake your motherfucking hand.
Well, I know how much you care.
Don't be cross, it's sick I want,
I've seen the boss blink on and off.
Come here by me,
I want you here.
Nightmares become me,
It's so fucking clear.
Don't be cross, it's sick I want,
I've seen the boss blink on and off.
Come here by me,
I want you here.
Nightmares become me,
It's so fucking clear.
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