Mind Curator

Dreams flash on by

Counting how many times

I had to say good nite

When you know I didn't want to too

It's all right we don't fake it

It was never a fight to make it

You can break my heart, Karma

Is gonna wipe my chalk slate clean

You can break my heart, break my

Mind you won't get to have, no, not

When you lay back deep at peace

Now see me curating your dreams

Counting how many times

I had to say good nite

Yet I didn't want to

When you lay back deep at peace

Now see me curating your dreams

Even your new man says you forgot

I'm the mind curator of love's art

You can break my heart, Karma

Is gonna wipe my chalk slate clean

You can break my heart, break my

Mind you won't get to have, no, not

Now see me curating your dreams

Even your new man says you forgot

I'm the mind curator of love's art