Just A Dream
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“I was thinking about us, I was thinking about me” I was thinking I was just crazy
Opened my eyes, but thought it was just a dream… So I traveled back down that road, when he came back, I refused to be sould, 5yrs later I realized it wasn’t just a dream”
Now it’s 2019 but it feels like 05 and I’m still stuck in the basement
I bounced around, I’m not the one too sick to face it
They said if anyone who, it was all just ironic that I picked you
They disconnect me every time I pick up the phone
They’re pissing me off, so mad, I can beat them all alone
But that’s the problem… I pretend to be strong any time your around
Don’t want to be a burden but they keep going round for round
But in my heart is where I found… I miss you, and I traced it in the sand
Now it’s all just so out of hand
“I was thinking about us, I was thinking about me” I was thinking I was just crazy
Opened my eyes, but thought it was just a dream… So I traveled back down that road, when he came back, I refused to be sould, 5yrs later I realized it wasn’t just a dream”
So while recovering believing it was all just hallucination
I heard your voice in my ear piece and screamed from the sensation
That day I woke up, I grabbed my ring, favorite outfit, and just ran
At the time still just thinking I was just a number one fan
Then my head hung, I was fighting for my rite
Thinking bout the Maybach every time I write
I guess for a while we all been hanging round
But round for round it got to real to even make a sound
Like that day you were holding me, those 7 days are all that I see
But my advocate was yelling at me
“I was thinking about us, I was thinking about me” I was thinking I was just crazy
Opened my eyes, but thought it was just a dream… So I traveled back down that road, when he came back, I refused to be sould, 5yrs later I realized it wasn’t just a dream”
Throwing bottles, letting go of the wheel screaming, Then I was pounding down his door, cause being so miserable, who was I to say that way wouldn’t be more… It wasn’t sick, it wasn’t the devil, it was getting my ass kicked that made me close the door. And then I woke up and can’t understand what is was all for. So I just keep writing more.
“I was thinking about us, I was thinking about me” I was thinking I was just crazy
Opened my eyes, but thought it was just a dream… So I traveled back down that road, when he came back, I refused to be sould, 5yrs later I realized it wasn’t just a dream” x3