Letras de Christian Brothers

No bad dream fucker′s gonna boss me around
Christian Brothers gonna take him down
But it can't help me get over

Don′t be cross, this sick, I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off

Fake concern says, "What's the matter, man?"
And you think I oughta shake your motherfuckin′ hand
Well, I know how much you care

Don′t be cross, this sick I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it′s so fuckin' clear

Don′t be cross, this sick, I want
I've seen the boss blink on and off
Come here by me, I want you here
Nightmares become me, it′s so fuckin' clear

Nightmares become me, it's so fuckin′ clear