I was speaking about selling my dreams
Price down, believe me!
Since who you are, is what you get!
Everything turns into sadness with your crap

I've been told way before
But never more will let you crawl on my door
I’ve been told way before
But never more will let you crawl on my door

I'm tired and out of your way
I've told you before
You crawl on my door
I'm tired and out of your way
I've told you before
You crawl on my door

I've been told way before
But never more will let you crawl on my door
I'vе been told way before
But nevеr more will let you crawl on my door

I was speaking about selling my dreams
Price down, believe me!
Since who you are, is what you get!
Everything turns into sadness with your crap

I'm tired and out of your way
I've told you before
You crawl on my door

Dreaming dreams made of sand
The wind will blow
Losing your respect living here
You can't control me no more

Dreaming dreams made of sand
The wind will blow
Losing your respect living here
You can't control me no more