Bukshot Dream Eater
[Intro: Bukshot backmasked]
I wished their eyes were ripped out
Then ask if they would like them back
After that they're filled with soap
I assumed you would be full
I swear I try my best but somehow they still make me mean
Six billion people on this planet yet they still pick me
[Verse 1: Bukshot]
Peep my life, it ain't ever been right
Toss and turn tryna sleep every night
Wish every one of y'all could see me write
These words full of hate, there is no light
Only darkness, cause I'm heartless
From the carnival, I like terror carnage
Probably wrong, but I feel I'm the hardest
Huge ego traits of an artist
Str-str-str-straight from the mouth of madness
Got a little demon who controls my antics
Got a temper that could sink the Titanic
Got 'em going nuts like Niantic
Can't explain but I got this feeling
Dreams disappear like someone's stealing
I'm a tourist, Tyrannosaurus
And that's me bitch singing this chorus
[Chorus: Bukshot & Demi Demaree]
I see these demons every night they like to eat my dreams
They never leave my side, they talk, they whisper and they scream
I swear I'll try my best but somehow they still make me mean
Six billion people on this planet yet they still pick me
[Verse 2: Bukshot]
Been in contact with alien graves
They reached out to me when the ship crash-landed
Said they wanted information from me about this world, said they didn't understand it
So I told them to take me to their leader, cause we need a meeting right now and I demand it
Then we traded technology for info
Now they got the hook straight sucker to the planet
Ever since keeping tabs on me
Controlled by these things like a pet zombie
Since that day I've been tryna break free
Under some spell, why you think I can't sleep?
Dark and black hissing at me like a cobra
Makes me wonder 'bout Hillary and Oprah
Dream eater, I can see your motives
Pulling my strings, sitting on my shoulder
[Chorus: Bukshot & Demi Demaree]
I see these demons every night they like to eat my dreams
They never leave my side, they talk, they whisper and they scream
I swear I'll try my best but somehow they still make me mean
Six billion people on this planet yet they still pick me
[Verse 3: Bukshot]
Every day is an ongoing battle
Tryna get away from those living in the shadows
Shit creek and I got no paddle
Like a butcher shop waiting with the cattle
Every one of us are gonna die soon
Got a bunch of weird things going on in my room
Feel danger coming from these strangers
Evil anger wrote it in my chamber
Wish I had enough power and some Poké balls
I'd stay up all night tryna catch 'em all
Hit the underworld black-market carnival
Make a million off these demons, I could sell 'em all
Tryna make it out this room, it ain't looking good
If I did I'd never make it out the Hunter's Woods
Don't believe, well at first I didn't either
Meat cleaver, dream eater
[Chorus: Bukshot & Demi Demaree]
I see these demons every night they like to eat my dreams
They never leave my side, they talk, they whisper and they scream
I swear I'll try my best but somehow they still make me mean
Six billion people on this planet yet they still pick me
[Outro: Bukshot backmasked]
All the odds are in your favor
She must've lost the way out of here
Covered in filth
Let me see your tears as you run
