Andrew Jackson Jihad

I Wanna Rock Out In My Dreams
I wanna rock out in my dreams Instead of waking up I wanna sleep Wearing black leather pants With boots too tall to see me I wanna rock out in my dreams Since I got back from the place you live I haven’t been the same, I just eat and drink a lot I should probably say that I miss you And I could even rhyme that with kiss you But these days that just seems too goddamn cheap I wanna rock out in my dreams Instead of waking up, I wanna sleep Sweet dick denim jacket shredding a flying-V I wanna rock out in my dreams The older I get, the better I am at lying The more friends and family I have dead or dying It’s harder to define love I’ve gotta drink more if I wanna catch a buzz The older I get, the more articulate I am at whining I wanna rock out in my dreams I wanna rock out in my dreams I wanna rock out in my dreams I wanna rock out in my dreams From Letras Mania