Lyrics:
believe
I'm too blinded by reality
Bittersweet
Keep repeating your apology
Packing 40's in the magazine
I can't figure out your energy
Fantasy
Drown
said by native language
Latin or greek
I got words behind my cheeks but I have no way to speak
Have a navy of catchers
I only need a dream to seek
In my
Caulrophobic
I'll be anything you want
I can be everything you need
Just tell me your desire
I can be your fantasy
I'll be the clown that you can love
Have no
I'll be standing in the rain
In case you change your mind
She never thought she'd be here waiting on me
(Oh no, now)
I'd never thought I'd be here back
are you out there?
In your fantasy
Dream one, do you dare
Dream a little dream of me?
like this before
But I'm not dreaming before
In lust we trust, infatuation
Like Newton's laws of gravitation
No I don't need no education
To know your
Welcome to the hole
I'm glad you found me
I'm glad you're here
No one really ever comes by
What does this hole look like exactly?
Well, just take a look
fantasy?
These fictions so corporal so obtuse
Restricting me, frustrating me
The fictions so morbid seem foretold
Digging in the psyche
No theory,
a magical fantasy
For you
For you
For me
I see a wonder
I see a wonder
I see a wonder in your eyes
Are you enchanted?
Are you enchanted?
Are you enchanted by
don't like no mind games
'Cause by the time you make your mind up
It's a tick, uh, time's up
Hey, hey
You gon' have to climb it
Climb it if you want
love
This kind love dey overflow
Soldier come when soldier go oh ooo
No fallacy, you be my fantasy
Fanta girl shake your bakasi
Rocking Gucci
love
This kind love dey overflow
Soldier come when soldier go oh ooo
No fallacy, you be my fantasy
Fanta girl shake your bakasi
Rocking Gucci
OOOHHHWEE!
The way she make it twurk and grab the wall - OOOHHHWEE!
Oh, baby you know whatchu doin - OOOHHHWEE!
No Limit got the steps bouncin and movin -
Mormon fantasy-filled church
I know there's no fucking chance in Kolob
That God cursed the Native Americans
With darker shades of skin color
Due
By The Light Of The Moon
Your Passion So Often Consumes Me
Like The Lick Of A Native Tongue Tune
Reality Is Ours To Create
Fantasy Is Ours To Mold
, baby dance with me
And I'm about to act up put your hands up
Acting like she can’t talk, hit it backshots
Dance on me body, whine for me whine (Oh no
I'm sorry for your mistreatments
Frankly, I know you been mistreated
Fake prophets, false off our favors of filthiness
It's silliness, with no love for
Call me by my name loud
Turn my fantasy around
Figment sweet girl
I’ll give all of my world
It’s only a matter of time
Til you drive me the hell out
an opinion
That is out of line
With the status quo at least
You are allowed to be
Objectified by men and dress like a slut
But don’t own
Your sluttiness and do
Hold up, see I was stuck
My eyes glued, I couldn’t move, my mouth was shut
I was in tuned, but was a fool with no luck
Before I could intrude, she
never had a plan
No chains will someone set me free my world my dreams my fantasies
Used to get bothered by all the people that told me I wont make it big
dinning with some wine
To think before I spoke to you to get that perfect line
I know
Your the perfect one for me
I know
I can meet your fantasies
I know
of tryna make my songs pay
Makin' love all day against the wall in the hallway
Your fantasies come alive, your heart rate
Shall increase when we meet up
living in a fantasy
Wish I could say that I'm over you
Just let me refresh your memory
Oh, oh, so cold
Oh, oh
Without you by my side
Oh, oh, oh
I
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