Fake Love

Nasa and I'm m on My space craft This the final Version aint no Ducking damn Draft. flying Through the ocean On my yellow Submarine Swimming Through the Stars on my red Rocket machine Played drums for A living, get paid Nothing that's a Given, do it for the Dream, improve Myself steem, love Myself yes indeed Doing well, good deeds I'm human I'm not Perfect I make a mean Steam Walking on a rug I'm never doing drugs Please don't let Me fall, on the Hole, I'm not trying to Avoid, cause it's Fake I don't need to be Afraid. I don't Spray my water On a board, I'm been Feeling kind of torn My ankle healing my Human self grieving I'm a person Sometimes I feel My state has even Worsened Feel the breeze Oh man I gotta Sneeze, when I'm flying it mostly Overseas, at Least that's Where I want to Be, in a city like Paris In Zurich, in London in Munich I want it all. I wanna Have a show, in every Single town that's Known, I'm Nervous but That's just a Pothole In the road. My Dreams my Dreams My love are You real Do you even Breathe