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I have this dream that I am hitting my dad with a baseball batAnd he is screaming and crying for helpAnd maybe halfway through it has more to do with me killing himThen it ever did protecting myselfAnd I believe that yeah, dad, maybe no one is perfectBut it seems that you were pushing your luckIt just sucks it played out like this:A terrible movie and you can tell none of the actors even give a fuckBut you look good tonight girlfriend,Can I sleep in your bed?And when I crawl out in the morning,Can I stay inside your head?'Cause you were high schoolAnd I was just more like real lifeAnd you were okay, okay as a girlfriendBut I was just more like his wifeI'll do the pushupsI'll wear the makeupI'll do whatever he wants all night'Cause you were okay, okay as a girlfriendBut I was just more like real life.A long, long time ago my great, great, great, great grandfathertook something that did not belong to himLetras de cancionesAnd that is why today there is an eagle in my veinsI am part Native AmericanAnd I am leaving as soon as I come,As soon as I come you will probably forget my nameI hope I fall asleep at the wheel and crash my car (on the way home)Or I could just stay here, becauseyou look good tonight girlfriend,Can I sleep in your bed?And when I crawl out in the morning,Can I stay inside your head?'Cause you were high schoolAnd I was just more like real lifeAnd you were okay, okay as a girlfriendBut I was just more like his wifeI'll wear the makeupI'll do the pushupsI'll do whatever he wants all night'Cause you were okay, okay as a girlfriendBut I was just more like real life.(More like real life!) From Letras Mania