Lucid Dreaming

Look at the sky Am I real?
Pinching myself I can't feel
Nothing
I'm guessing the scene is ideal
Finally stirring my wheel
Look at the sky Am I real?
Pinching myself I can't feel
Nothing
I'm guessing the scene is ideal
Now I got to be the hero

Lucid dreaming
Fuck your feelings, I'm the one to be choosing seasons
Then I be checking for who's deceived
When I move a piece
So I shoot the demons
Who's to speak when you loose your reason
Haven't tried the Soup we're eating
Couldn't beat the fumes we're leaving
I can hear you screaming, when you poof to pieces
Oh
I'm good on my own
Building my home
Cant sell you my dope, even if I get broke
We investing a load
Listen up close
For the wave that I make you'll be buying boat
For the ice in my veins you be buying a coat, yeah

Look at the sky Am I real?
Pinching myself I can't feel
Nothing
I'm guessing the scene is ideal
Finally stirring my wheel
Look at the sky Am I real?
Pinching myself I can't feel
Nothing
I'm guessing the scene is ideal
Now I got to be the hero

Now I'm thinking am I dios?
I'm giving you all my ideas
You cannot be fucking con mio
Cause I will be dancing con tía
Poquito mas and I could be Latino
South of France and I'm drinking my vino
You might be tripping but me no
I know you looking for heroes heroes heroes
While you be missing a free throw,
Please don't be calling my bigo
If you are the law I'm illegal
Chosen like neo neo neo
Look at the sky am I real real real
I know I'll be o be okay
I Feel great

Look at the sky Am I real?
Pinching myself I can't feel
Nothing
I'm guessing the scene is ideal
Finally stirring my wheel
Look at the sky Am I real?
Pinching myself I can't feel
Nothing
I'm guessing the scene is ideal
Now I got to be the hero



Credits
Writer(s): Sascha Bleha
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