Night

Yeah, oh my, tell me what you want Billionstars Tell me what you want, I'll have what You need In a dungeon, feeling obscene It's a murder scene, detached from reality So Baby, be patient with me Truthfully, we are meant to be (Meant to be) But that life of mine, is drugs and misery Call me Krueger, I live in your dreams You can't sleep, pull up to the crib We gettin' on that freak, a kiss sounds Good, it could fill up, the missin' pieces Yeah, yeah, woah, sing along Tell what you want (Tell me) I'll have, what you need (baby) In a dungeon, feeling obscene Detached from, reality Detached from, reality Detached from, reality Baby, be patient with me I'm feeling dead, of the lean My body, is detached from reality (Yeah, yeah) yeah! Detached from reality Reality, reality, baby, be patient with me