that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die Because our lips won't last forever And that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams
that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and I'd rather die Because our lips won't last forever And that's exactly why I'd rather live in dreams and
at the actual date and time Oh my, justifying reasons why Is an absolutely insane resolution to live by Live high Live mighty Live righteously Taking it easy Live high, live mighty Live
to see the sun Nothing left to do, but Run, run, run Let's run House upon the hill Moon is lying still Shadows of the trees Witnessing the wild breeze
your wild girl I'm your ch ch ch ch ch cherry bomb Hey street boy whats your style Your dead end dreams don't make you smile I'll give ya something to live
m your wild girl I'm your ch-ch-cherry bomb Hey, street boy, yo, what's your style? Your dead end dreams don't make you smile I'll give ya something to live
live? Is there nothing you can show me Life seems so little to give Once I climbed up the face of a mountain And ate the wild fruit there Fell asleep
nights causin' teenage blues, Get down ladies you've got nothing to lose! Hello Daddy, Hello Mom, I'm your ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb. Hello world, I'm your wild
I fall apart Turn around, bright eyes Every now and then I fall apart Turnaround, every now and then I get a little bit restless and I dream of something wild
nothing to lose woman come here to me If it is lust and desire you choose I'll set your spirit free [Chorus] Live in the moment passions run wild
to dust, where the good die young it's all thy must 'Cause as life must live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh! The teardrops
feeling, maybe you stayed on my mind, said I [2x] Woke up this morning in my, my state, I'm dreaming, dreaming Ain't nothing even.....dreaming, praying
the product I try to tell ya, don't let these streets fuckin' fail ya The way niggaz be gettin' clapped, shit'll fuckin' scare ya But in the dark, we ran wild
I used to dream, I used to dream, oh whoa About the money and the cars and girls and the girls But now I sing, now I sing, oh whoa Because I'm sitting
hell, nigga this is my own hell We want to Cali to hook with QD3 They wanted the superstar to be me Kicked it with big Q off in the wild wild west they
The stress of everyday living Is slowly corrupting my soul I'm 2 months out the joint on papers Walking with 3 years parole I did 4 and a half a slab
5 or 5 to 9, do you ever dream They in the red, but my socks green Proud like I?ve reached the clouds, fall of a beam Dreams all lucid, films on Lucas
face, You're a man of your word; you got nothing to say, I got respect for the scene and love for the place, Where I bled for my dreams and struggled