i don't care for your fairy tales
they sound pleasant but the keep me from dreaming
dreaming
scheming to find ways, to find ways to make it seem
like something it's not
something it never will be
never should be
never could be
never was meant to be
cause some things are never meant to be
see, i dont care for your fairytales
cause in my world they dont exsist
like a figment of my imagination
i'm pacin
back and forth on your heart
kissing your aorta
while i leave my footsteps on your left ventricle
gliding across your right atrium
just to make sure i hit every artery
yeah, every single artery
a part of me
wants to believe in the fairy tales with the daises, the bumblebees, perfectly trimmed bushes, trees, Cinderellas and sleeping beauties
fairytales, fairytales, i hate these
so ima hop in my car
just throw me the keys
and we can cruise around town listening to sweet sweet melodies
i'll go ahead and let the world rage outside of me
until i reach my destination
my destination of concentration
concentratin while i contemplate and
dream about the fairy tales
oh the fairy tales
i only see them in my dreams
i mean when i have them
and when i have them i wish to sleep forever jst so i can grasp them
a little bit longer
but i cant hold on to something i only see in my subconscious
silly silly me, its probably wrong for me to want this
you
no longer the fairy tales i'm referring to
got me falling all over the place like i never learned to tie my shoe
tripping, not knowing what to do
i was just wondering how much it would cost me to buy a clue
your wallet's full of pesos but i only carry twenties
see i have no interest in renting the dreams you offer me
because dreams later on turn in to schemes and all the other in betweens
see i have no intrest in renting the dreams you offer me
simply because i can buy my own
every night before i lay down my head
lay down my head in my queen size bed
queen size only because its fit for a queen
i don't mean to be mean but the only time i see fairy tales is when i look at you
like the ocean so blue
a beautiful sight
but somewhere that same ocean is crashing hard
on to a rock that does not want to be crashed upon
my fairy tales never have happy endings
i cant even call them fairy tales anymore
just nightmares
with
never
ending
beginnings