Possibilities
At night I lie awake I put my cliché dreams to play
The picture of us in display
I'm living out my fantasy
Then I'm wide awake
Lost in my own reverie
Don't know what you see in me
So my mind made up what I can't see
What this can be
Can't control how this heart feels
But I can just run away
Disregarding this reality
In exchange of fantasy
Boy, I'm trippin I can't feel
You know I'm scared of what is real
My mind trapped me out of fear
Can I get out
Cause I'm missing out
On the possibilities
Boy, I know that this ain't real
I'm chasing something that's surreal
I wanna get out
And feel this out
Our probability
Strangers wanna analyze and pretending to be wise
Girl, all this advice won't make me nice
Don't let me say it twice
And it's not about my pride
Lost in my own reverie
Don't know what you see in me
So my mind made up what I can't see
What this can be
Can't control how this heart feels
But I can just run away
Disregarding this reality
In exchange of fantasy
Boy, I'm trippin I can't feel
You know I'm scared of what is real
My mind trapped me out of fear
Can I get out
Cause I'm missing out
On the possibilities
Boy, I know that this ain't real
I'm chasing something that's surreal
I wanna get out
And feel this out
Our probability
How can I escape my mind?
Don't want to be left behind
Help me out realize
So I can feel our possibilities
The picture of us in display
I'm living out my fantasy
Then I'm wide awake
Lost in my own reverie
Don't know what you see in me
So my mind made up what I can't see
What this can be
Can't control how this heart feels
But I can just run away
Disregarding this reality
In exchange of fantasy
Boy, I'm trippin I can't feel
You know I'm scared of what is real
My mind trapped me out of fear
Can I get out
Cause I'm missing out
On the possibilities
Boy, I know that this ain't real
I'm chasing something that's surreal
I wanna get out
And feel this out
Our probability
Strangers wanna analyze and pretending to be wise
Girl, all this advice won't make me nice
Don't let me say it twice
And it's not about my pride
Lost in my own reverie
Don't know what you see in me
So my mind made up what I can't see
What this can be
Can't control how this heart feels
But I can just run away
Disregarding this reality
In exchange of fantasy
Boy, I'm trippin I can't feel
You know I'm scared of what is real
My mind trapped me out of fear
Can I get out
Cause I'm missing out
On the possibilities
Boy, I know that this ain't real
I'm chasing something that's surreal
I wanna get out
And feel this out
Our probability
How can I escape my mind?
Don't want to be left behind
Help me out realize
So I can feel our possibilities
Credits
Writer(s): Sekar Astiari, Yemima Grace Frian
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