Lyrics:

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 ought to shake your motherfucking 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 fucking 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 fucking clear

Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear