Dream Bullets Lyrics

Look at him

He's so sad

Poor guy

What is he wearing?

Pajamas and a bow-tie

Everyone, look

He's about to open up

Why is every cute boy

Always so shy?

Hide your thoughts

Beneath a broken pillow

Start a safety drill

A rapid bullet movement

Fair enough

He's got a point

Okay, sure

Let's call his bluff

Let's act like we don't care

Funny enough

His stupid bow-tie is crooked

Where is he going?

That's my girl

He took her

Hide your thoughts

Beneath a broken pillow

Start a safety drill

A rapid bullet movement

Fine dining

Acidic taste

Distinctly burning

Holstered dreams

A torturous paralysis

Bring me to the money

Stains all over my tie

What the fuck's so funny?

Tango's over, bye bye

I don't care how I look

I do what I do

Mind your own

People get so shook

Whenever your cover's blown

Sing - money, money, money

Where's daddy, daddy daddy

You took me for somebody

Sing - money, money, money

Where's daddy, daddy daddy

Hell's coming over, baby

(No turning back)

Hide your thoughts

Beneath a broken pillow

Start a safety drill

A rapid bullet movement

Fine dining

Acidic taste

Distinctly burning

Holstered dreams

A torturous

No place for us

Get rid of this

Paralysis