Fantasy
Fantasy is all I have
Pancakes, once a week
While I write, fan fakes
Fans fake, their love
For me its alright, coz it takes
The fan to see the real me
Yea
A fantasy I can't keep
Nah
So please would you
Serve me, pancakes
Once a week and when
I leave, I know i won't ever see
You in these cold streets
But I really hope
Ya'll know that
I need Just a lil more
To see what I been tokin
I need some oxytocin
But one more thought of you
And i'll be overdosin
Close the curtain
Shut the door In my face
Hope it never open
Yea! and I dunno but
Maybe
I'll see you tomorrow
This time
Or Maybe
I can't get outta
My mind
So Baby
I hope you wont mind
If i fantasize
I can't ask for her number
Its stuck under my tongue
Like a tab I'm runnin' up under Some delusion that
I'm anything
Other, than a customer
I know its just a crush Zara
But you dunno what this means I'm a crushed loner
And I don't trust no one
She's just one of
A long line of girls
I never get close to
I rarely know
If they're attracted
I can't read body language
She's from somewhere
Way down south on the atlas
I'm from a whole other planet
Yea, where the only language is Sadness
But i'll jus be glad that
I got to see you once a weekend Though we never got to Speakin' Tammy
I can dream that maybe
Yea maybe
Maybe
I'll see you tomorrow
This time
Or Maybe
I can't get outta
My mind
So Baby
I hope you wont mind
If i fantasize