Qixote - Dreams

Last night I ate some yakisoba with my pops
The panamanian weeaboo
We sat in the dark until White Woman turned on the light and
Asked "Excuse me, what you doing?"
My pops said that we, we wouldn't any harm anyone
That he would see it through.
She still kicked us out so we sat on a stoop and
Talked through our shit, yes I mean me and you.

What does it mean
That I don't dream about you anymore?
I don't dream about you anymore
I don't dream about you anymore
In all of my dreams
La otra chica tiene mi amor
La otra chica tiene mi amor

Second time we met each other
First time we did it
I was so nervous that I couldn't breathe
Ten months later and were driving the Civic
(Yeah, the one that belongs to my mother)
Sun's in the sky, but I cannot see
Feel the bones of the squirrel crunch when I hit it
Looking at you from the driver's seat and
You're holding tears back just like we do when I hit it
Feel like I'm that kid from "It"
Who's holding the poster in his hand that says that he's missing
We both know about those days we'd spending kissing
All the bubbles in our breasts fizzing
This was the best prison
Now when my lips are on yours
I am thinking of her and you're thinking of him
Your nails on my hips are sharp enough to cut a red ribbon.


What does it mean
That I don't dream about you anymore?
I don't dream about you anymore
I don't dream about you anymore
In all of my dreams
La otra chica tiene mi amor
La otra chica tiene mi amor

Remember when I used to want to hold your hand?
Now our fingers lock and all I feel is claminess
I think I'm bad at this (Ooh)
Everlasting love is nothing but a sham
Psychologists would say that we're companionate
Well let's be companions, then (Ooh)
Time to pull the Christmas wrapping
Time to stop the kidney stabbing
I can't even understand the
Language and I'm tryna rap it
Never'd show a carrot a rabbit
Unless the rabbit showed me my own casket
Then I'd pull the green tip from my jacket
Throw it into traffic
Watch it run and splatter
Underneath a rubber tire
Hold in all the tears (of laughter of course)
Sue the fucking driver
An analogy for you and I
(I'm the rabbit of course)

What does it mean
That I don't dream about you anymore?
I don't dream about you anymore
I don't dream about you anymore
In all of my dreams
La otra chica tiene mi amor
La otra chica tiene mi amor

Ya no sueño contigo
Ella viene conmigo
El corazón es un abismo
Soy el dueño del mío
Ya no sueño contigo
Ella viene conmigo
El corazón es un abismo
Soy el dueño del mío

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