fly They just have sweet fantasies And fade and die Nightmares- are so good, so good And they always end just when they should Nightmares are cool, nightmares are cruel
this message to understand In the event... I am a stranger In a strange land Welcome stranger, to the land of the free Welcome, carol, to fantasy Oh my
Spanish red Her vibe is golden 'till her anger kills it dead She wants the world to see A body rich in harmony A mouth cruel as death She rides a fantasy
rational thoughts in reality Multiple personalities battle me And I snapped cause I cant control the things that I do I wanna hurt people when the fantasy
Will Downing: Oh Lord What did I do to deserve her Heaven knows Lord knows I'm only human Can this be Someone truly for me Or is it a cruel fantasy
with a tab that read 'Pull here' Writin? back and forth in notebooks for a full year I used to daydream about Ms. Magnus And the type of fantasies you
love letters with a tab that read ?pull here? Writin? back and forth in notebooks for a full year I used to daydream about Ms. Magnus The type of fantasies
when the wind was so cold That my body froze in bed if I just listened To it right outside the window There were days when the sun was so cruel That
when the wind was so cold That my body froze in bed If I just listened to it Right outside the window There were days when the sun was so cruel That
Well, there's an old man's fantasy Put in a young girl's mouth Like cheap pink lipstick Smeared on her wedding dress Will you look what you've done to
pay respects? The living only weep because they know that they are next Sobbing in their mourning clothes, a most impressive act Rosaries and prayer to keep their fantasies
Perfectly together... This is my heaven sweet tender love and after. (what will be) A little kiss or two not rushing this, (How will it end) With fantasies
happening, it's slowly eating you Numbing your mind to the pain You broke the rule, the payment's cruel Selfish road, you paved the way Hiding in your fantasy
?t write the rules It wasn?t me wasn?t you We both know that life is cruel I know we can?t go down that road again And it hurts too much to think what
t write the rules It wasn?t me wasn?t you We both know that life is cruel I know we can?t go down that road again And it hurts too much to think what
so many times and She wonders why it will be her who pays the price So she's throwing in the fantasy Throwing in the fantasy She's throwing in the fantasy
allure. Breathe deep the intoxicating aroma of endless, entwined emotions... [A. IN THE GARDEN OF EMOTIONS] [hippie] it's kinda groovy in this world of fantasy
