[vague remembrance of Sidney Sheldon's "Tell Me Your Dreams"]
[ Stephen King's "Sneakers" for the 'telling is shit' line...]
They are al alike...
A little lonely,
And they're ready to strike...
You've seen their bad side....
Now convinced,
they always need a ride....
Took you from behind...
Took away the choice you had...
So loosely you stand...
Now you're mad...
You're mad...
Damn mad....
Tell me your dreams...
Why they always make you scream?
Maybe I have a cure...
But can you trust my kind once more?
*
This one's different...
You said to yourselves....
But then again,
You're in the same old hell....
Back off....
No one ever hears you out...
The bullets are gone,
Once they pull it out....
Oh now you're mad...
You're mad...
Damn mad...
Tell me your dreams...
Why they always make you scream?
Maybe I have a cure...
But can you trust my kind once more?
You're more than you seem....
You're split, when they scream...
Tell me your dreams....
*
Come on in...
I kinda know your stance...
You might wanna fall out
Of this Mad Hatter dance...
Restrain the alternatives...
Be the boss....
Keep holdin' weak...
And you're in for a toss...
Then you'll get mad....
You'll get mad...
Damn mad...
So tell me your dreams...
Why they always make you scream?
Maybe I have a cure...
But can you trust my kind once more?
You're more than you seem....
You're split, when they scream...
Tell me your dreams....
I know tellin' is shit...
But you'll have to get over it....
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