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Dream Bullets Video (MV)




Performed By: Fire Skeleton
Language: English
Length: 3:09
Written by: Joris Elenbergas
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Fire Skeleton - Dream Bullets Lyrics
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Look at him
He's so sad
Poor guy
What is he wearing?
Pajamas and a bow-tie
Everyone, look
He's about to open up
Why is every cute boy
Always so shy?
Hide your thoughts
Beneath a broken pillow
Start a safety drill
A rapid bullet movement
Fair enough
He's got a point
Okay, sure
Let's call his bluff
Let's act like we don't care
Funny enough
His stupid bow-tie is crooked
Where is he going?
That's my girl
He took her
Hide your thoughts
Beneath a broken pillow
Start a safety drill
A rapid bullet movement
Fine dining
Acidic taste
Distinctly burning
Holstered dreams
A torturous paralysis
Bring me to the money
Stains all over my tie
What the f*ck's so funny?
Tango's over, bye bye
I don't care how I look
I do what I do
Mind your own
People get so shook
Whenever your cover's blown
Sing - money, money, money
Where's daddy, daddy daddy
You took me for somebody
Sing - money, money, money
Where's daddy, daddy daddy
Hell's coming over, baby
(No turning back)
Hide your thoughts
Beneath a broken pillow
Start a safety drill
A rapid bullet movement
Fine dining
Acidic taste
Distinctly burning
Holstered dreams
A torturous
No place for us
Get rid of this
Paralysis
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English

Look at him
He's so sad
Poor guy
What is he wearing?
Pajamas and a bow-tie
Everyone, look
He's about to open up
Why is every cute boy
Always so shy?
Hide your thoughts
Beneath a broken pillow
Start a safety drill
A rapid bullet movement
Fair enough
He's got a point
Okay, sure
Let's call his bluff
Let's act like we don't care
Funny enough
His stupid bow-tie is crooked
Where is he going?
That's my girl
He took her
Hide your thoughts
Beneath a broken pillow
Start a safety drill
A rapid bullet movement
Fine dining
Acidic taste
Distinctly burning
Holstered dreams
A torturous paralysis
Bring me to the money
Stains all over my tie
What the f*ck's so funny?
Tango's over, bye bye
I don't care how I look
I do what I do
Mind your own
People get so shook
Whenever your cover's blown
Sing - money, money, money
Where's daddy, daddy daddy
You took me for somebody
Sing - money, money, money
Where's daddy, daddy daddy
Hell's coming over, baby
(No turning back)
Hide your thoughts
Beneath a broken pillow
Start a safety drill
A rapid bullet movement
Fine dining
Acidic taste
Distinctly burning
Holstered dreams
A torturous
No place for us
Get rid of this
Paralysis
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Joris Elenbergas
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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