Fiction

Switch off
I return to my mind and
Wonder why I ever leave it
So completely

Get back after 10
And I find myself within a
Never ending condescending

Fiction I can't believe
This is a fantasy
Wishing a hand would feed
My reason to

Fiction I can't believe
Reach out in front of me
Not what I want to be
That can't be true
My reason to

Laid back, open up to the
Way that anyone can
Feed the fire of
Their own desire

Whipped up out of shape and the
Flipped cup understates a
Temporary, solitary

Fiction I can't believe
This is a fantasy
Wishing a hand would feed
My reason to

Fiction I can't believe
All that's in front of me
Matching my energy
I need a few
My reason to
Ahh ahh ahh ahh ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Schmetterling, Max Schotz, Nicholas Miller
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