fantasyworld

Cry to sleep Wait a week, Again. Ohhhh Amen Counting sheep Crossing streets Everyone's dead ends Ohhh Amen And I'm bored I could me so much more than I am Than I am I need to go I heard there's a place for me One that nobody knows One that goes away with me So I drove Mountains away To place that ain't real To a place that ain't real And I drove Mountains away To a place that ain't real That's where I wanna stay that place over the hill, where you dream about crossing It's not a cry for help To rethink your options It's your mom's bakery in Maine it's that cabin in Sweden It's the going offline It's next year I'll go vegan It's not a woe is me It's a hold the door open that's a fantasy world that's the one that I've chosen somewhere over the hill Where you cry without speaking Leave your door slightly creaking It's all leaking away When there's nothing to say There's no point anymore The words touch ur mouth And they fall to the floor So why try to move a hair When you barely exist That's a fantasy world That's where I wanna live And I float mountains away where no one can stay And I go, not in a rush