You call it a bad dream I call it a nightmare
Panic attack that's a middle of a night scare
I seen bad things from the past like a ghost
Glare
Traumatized from the past there was no type of good air
You call it a bad dream I call it a nightmare
Panic attack that's a middle of a night scare
I seen bad things from the past like a ghost
Glare
Traumatized from the past there was no type of good air
Music saved my life I was lost boy
Memories corrupted I remember slight joy
I had a broken mental and head dead hurt
Parents were providing but the vibe always burned
Mama Always yelling pops always leaving
Always was confused never knew the reason
When I grew up my mind had enough
Anxiety been living in my days I feel stuck
I just want know what I did so wrong
Why I feel karma came to haunt my soul
Yeah I love god I ain't religious no mo
I'm an individual creating his own oh yeah yeah oh yeah
You call it a bad dream I call it a nightmare
Panic attack that's a middle of a night scare
I seen bad things from the past like a ghost
Glare
Traumatized from the past there was no type of good air
You call it a bad dream I call it a nightmare
Panic attack that's a middle of a night scare