me insane Dreams in the night Let me out of these dreams... dreams... dreams... Let me out of these dreams... dreams... dreams... Let me out of these dreams... dreams... dreams
insane Dreams in the night Let me out of these dreams ... dreams ... dreams Let me out of these dreams ... dreams ... dreams Let me out of these dreams ... dreams ... dreams
Übersetzung: King Diamond. Dreams.
t escape If only I could see the light of day I might escape the dream The wedding dream...Oh the dream Dream...the wedding dream...Oh the dream Now
the air Please excuse me if I sound rude Not a typical 9 to 5 dude I but my pants on one leg at the time But they have chains, leather and diamond lines
close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday I wish that I was beachin' down on Saint Tropez Or sitting in the lobby at the fabulous Pierre With diamonds
the perfect pair, cause you my one of a kind I say we make a full house, live out the family dreams No jokers, no jacks, just kings and queens And we
the slam Big country gurls, ass like damn (DAMN) I'm on it now, I been a king Million man march in my trunk, you hear the dream (get it shawty) Cornbread
your mama, she'll never bring no drama, she don't do nothing to mess that up. Feels like a king everytime you with her She shines like a diamond I hope
hit the king of diamonds, They all got us... [Chorus] By any means I gotta... for many things. I wanna a... like Diddy, But I'm happy dreaming dreams
in space shining on my face Fly me through the night on your Silver Wings Over crystal seas Valleys of the Kings By the lilac shore where the dragon flies In the diamond
with the one that I love At dusk the stars all appear on the screen Yeah, just like they do each night in my dreams But tonight's no dream, Frankie,
quite it cuz she probably wanned to hit it Got a lot of money that dont mean imma trick That Lamborghini match the yellow diamonds on my wrist We aint
moves Diamonds in a harlot douche Days go by days All we do is roll on Days show my ways When I when I when I when I Dream Mansion in my mouth Money
for cheddar, and that's our word Pop bottles and spend money on chicks with curves We the youth poetic justice, the kings and the Yankees Our flows is
