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