- cifra
Dreamcatcher in the rearview mirror
Hasn’t caught a thing yet
Twenty dollars on a souvenir
Anything’s worth trying
To stay out of your nightmares
Few hours in your dream last night
Always end up dying
You said because of course I did
Ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh
Always managed to move in
Right next to cemeteries
And never far from a hospital
I don’t know what that tells you about me
Pulling thorns out of my palm
Work a midnight surgery
When you cut a hole into my skull
Do you hate what you see
Like I do?
Ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh
