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Lucid Dreams Video (MV)




Performed By: Spicy Spaghetti Supper
Language: English
Length: 4:58
Written by: James Horan, Michael Judge




Spicy Spaghetti Supper - Lucid Dreams Lyrics




I can't see
Is there something on my chest
I can't breathe
Monster sitting on my bed
Come with me
I can be your friend
Fan ta sea
Is it inside my head

Come inside
Take a look
Have a seat
I know you're scared but think of it as lucid dream
Come inside
Take a look
Let's grow old
Everything is temporary
And I'm so cold

The signs they start to show
I
The clocks aren't ticking right
Can't
I'm feeling kinda slow
See
While running for my life
Can I get some rest
I
My eyes they are closed
Can't
The blood goes from my head
Breathe
I hope I'm not exposed
My bed is feeling wet
Come
Is it stained with tea?
With
I hope it's nothing else
Me
A problem for me
Are they seeing red
Fan
I drank 2 pints of cream
Ta
My mind it fills with dread
Sea
Could this be a dream

Come inside
Take a look
Have a seat
I know you're scared but think of it as lucid dream
Come inside
Take a look
Let's grow old
Everything is temporary
And I'm so cold

Come inside
Take a look
Have a seat
I know you're scared but think of it as lucid dream
Come inside
Take a look
Let's grow old
Everything is temporary
I'm so cold
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I can't see
Is there something on my chest
I can't breathe
Monster sitting on my bed
Come with me
I can be your friend
Fan ta sea
Is it inside my head

Come inside
Take a look
Have a seat
I know you're scared but think of it as lucid dream
Come inside
Take a look
Let's grow old
Everything is temporary
And I'm so cold

The signs they start to show
I
The clocks aren't ticking right
Can't
I'm feeling kinda slow
See
While running for my life
Can I get some rest
I
My eyes they are closed
Can't
The blood goes from my head
Breathe
I hope I'm not exposed
My bed is feeling wet
Come
Is it stained with tea?
With
I hope it's nothing else
Me
A problem for me
Are they seeing red
Fan
I drank 2 pints of cream
Ta
My mind it fills with dread
Sea
Could this be a dream

Come inside
Take a look
Have a seat
I know you're scared but think of it as lucid dream
Come inside
Take a look
Let's grow old
Everything is temporary
And I'm so cold

Come inside
Take a look
Have a seat
I know you're scared but think of it as lucid dream
Come inside
Take a look
Let's grow old
Everything is temporary
I'm so cold
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Writer: James Horan, Michael Judge
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