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the night
No I won't sleep
There's nothing there for me, I live in my
I live in my, I live in my dream

I live in my dream

Lost without a compass,

seems
You live what you think
So think of your dreams 
Fuck what they think
Just follow your dreams
Life is a dream 
Make em bust at the seams
Its all

cook
Till my eyes closed
I don't wanna look
We got a different theme
Different dream
Mine comes to fruition yours only in sleep
Difference between me

never sleeps, better slip you an Ambien
In New York,
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothin' you can't do
Now you're in New York
These

the times that we've had together
Seems just a moment in our lives
But the time at hand my love
Is when you are by my side

She said to me, Here's our baby

an apple cider from the fridge, listen to some
Oscar Peterson and get some thoughts about how we could live
And with we, I mean me and the muse in my dreams

I can't think, I can't sleep
I can't dream, I can't blink
Ease The Pain for me
Ease The Pain for me
When I wake, give or take
It's a race day to day

I can't even Jog down the goddamn street without you killing me
BLACK LIVES RISE
I can't even lay at home in our beds they killin us in our sleep

Cause I saw a dream
And I still believe
Yes I still dream
There's no need to sleep
I'm just tryna get mine
Soze ngaphel' amandla
I'm just tryna get mine

it movin’ by any means,
They'll make you stare through the looking glass and shatter your dreams,
(Hook):
But you’ve gotta fight on, Monday, Tuesday,

four
Took a pill
Moving slow
Bitch I'm happy by my lone
If she staying then I'm gone
I need money, ain't a bum
Really live like how it's sung
Okay these

nose mama kiss I wonder what is this
Who say you no go live long for me
God bless me because I wanna flex mummy
Pass through the pains because of me
God

Amore

Jorge Gomez

Gotti [Original Motion Picture Soundtrack]

2018

The king from Queens
That killed and died for his dreams
The rotten apple from the Big Apple
The realest gangster you've ever seen
John Gotti (Teflon

a grad now)
I’m chasing dreams
Must get it by any means, yea
We chasing dreams
Get no sleep but chasing dreams, yea (but chasing dreams)


I remember in

Holiday/Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Green Day

American Idiot [Import]

2004

on a monument

I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
(Hey)

(Three, four)

(The

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

become their lives.
The television has so dampened people's anger.
The population is mesmerised by the flickering screen
And the streets, where

the red pill now I can't go to sleep

Know just what I want I only see it  in my dreams
Malcom X gotta get this shit by any means
Chase the white rabbit

I got the right to live
Got a right to lay on the grass
The right to sleep at home
Shop or watching birds in the park
We got the right to love
Home

spiked out, I can trip a referee, 
 Tell by my attitude that I most definitely from… 
  
 In New York, 
 Concrete jungle where dreams are made of, 
 Theres

So let's live for the promised land
Living in harmony
So let's live with a helping hand
Dreams of a new generation
Whoa oh oh oh oh, there is a party

found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing

Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,

Satellite

Rise Against

Endgame

2011

and party lines
But at night we're conspiring by candlelight
We are the orphans of the American Dreams
Oh, shine your light on me

You can't fill your

rather doe than let it pass me by
Let's find tomorrow hidden between every sleep
Trust me
Now 'till forever
We can always live a 

Dream
I can't be hidden

might just dig up your grave Step in the pit with the king City of dreams, city of gang
gang, gang, gang, gang
City of dreams, live in your
Grave, grave,