Alex Smarts - Death Dream lyrics

Yeah bigRed, Alex
Fool Time Idiots Man

Don't get me wrong I Do bad things
Thinking to myself whats the outcome
Of a bad dream
Dreaming of the image of my death scene
Is death clean? Or is it in the closet
Hiding in the laundry basket
Based on my moves the measures drastic
Hope I die sleeping
I'll go straight to the caskette
Untill it drops, 6 feet under
You can't relate to me I'm the
Fourth kind or the world's wonder
Telling Myself if I get rich
I'll end world hunger
But what if Death Proceeds in
More than one way one can be me stranded in
The desert for four days after a plane crash
Cause a Pilate overdosed on a hidden stash
Just when the plane was going down
We were 2 inches from the ground
I woke up with a cold sweat like "Oh Shit"
The nightmare's very vivid
Waking up like' "Damn I was trippin"

If I go back in the
Covers what would I uncover
Nightmares I hate so I fear another
Death I see in the back of my head
I look across the dark room and
I can see myself dead