Dream
• Written by Till_Three
They say I dream, while I’m just dreaming of a family
one that will love me, and appreciate who I want to be
but I’m wishing on the stars, that my dream will go real far
but my star went and fell, and now I’m bringing broken bones to show and tell
I want to be who I am, don’t want to fake, don’t be pretend
I want to make people proud, go on stage and rock a crowd
I spend each moment and prep, trying follow in Macklemore’s footsteps
I want to be him rap like him, while I’m trying my best to fit in
trying to repent of my sins, to many don’t know where to begin
All i know is I want to rap, I want a beat that goes rap tat a tat tat
Screaming Ollie Ollie Oxen free, hey you want to be my family
I doubt time is what I got, cuz right now it’s me versus the clock
They said things will get better, they got worse, tell me doctor am I cursed?
I’m just trying to make it through the verse, help me I need a nurse
no i need life support, cuz my heart beats falling a little too short
Keep me alive keep me alive, tell me you need me by your side
that’s only thing I need to survive, so will I live or will I die?
I found myself in a grave, crying cuz the best is all I gave
Wonder who felt more pain, me or you knowing I could’ve been saved
But no, you let me die, I’m over here wondering to myself why
Did you think it was my time? Or would it be easier to say goodbye?
I mean I really don’t know, Is this all you got to show?
Can I not have just one friend, who will stay with me until the end
One that will give me a helping hand? Save me from drowning in quicksand
Or maybe save me from my thoughts, I don’t know even what I’m not
Am I bad, am I good? The struggles of living in the hood
Am I a bad boy? Breaking little kid’s toys
My life is getting destroyed, front line duty getting deployed
But look now I’m dressed in green, this is not who I wanted to be
Front line facing the enemy, hoping they don’t see me
Now I’m holding a gun, how do people see this as fun
Why was I bad in my past, now bullets are going a little to fast
Can’t run, can’t hide, can’t get away I already tried
I’m down I’m crying in pain, veteran gives a meaning to my name
One thing I want you to know, getting to the top means taking things slow
I didn’t get to follow mine, I promise you’ll get there if you try
I’ll be cheering from the sideline, and one secret don’t ever deny
I know you can go far, so you can be driving your nice sports car
Go out there and be who you want to be, go out and let your life free
It might not happen, it may seem, but do it for me and follow your dream
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Till_Three
Member since September 20 2015