I see a fantasy
I play pretend
Wearing masks
With my friends
I am your mirage
Im just your fantasy
Who is going
To believe me?
Im just your fantasy
That you’re just hanging on
Im just your fantasy
That you’re just hanging on
I don’t need it
I just want to
Feel it
The angles on the clock
What do you need from me
It takes time
It takes money
Im playing with your heart
Im pulling on your strings
Growth is time
Time is money
Growth is time
Time is money
Growth is time
Time is money
I don’t need it
I just want to
Feel it
Im just your fantasy
Im playing pretend
Wearing masks
With friends
I am your mirage
Im just your fantasy
Who is going
To believe me
The angles on the clock
What did you need from me
It takes time
It takes money
Im playing with your heart
Im pulling on your strings
Growth is time
Time is money
Growth is time
Time is money
If you feel like mist that graciously draws edges silken, as bitter clouds burst in droplets – a burnt hand would warily seek their comforting warmth – to let you wash your shame in tears; luxuriously tonguing atonement&salt , then this is what I recommend to you.
DNM von Siebenthal