Bad Dreams lyrics

After all these years Trying to forget A question loves My mind, it´s time to look Inside, i´m tired of your speech Bad dreams... Where is the scream The fire in your soul Where is your ambition To make the choice i ask Bad dreams... Cool, why? Everyday i wake up With my hand on the gun And my face on the mirror Asking to the death Where is my hope To have more dope Bad dreams Nightmare...