When the world is everything but magic When life is too real You’re not really in a bed of roses No, you gotta steal Where is happily ever after? Maybe when the smoke clears And the filthy sound of reality Infects my virgin ears
It’s not real.
I am scared to death It’s not over Till I take my last breath Once upon a time My sweet tooth wasn’t bad It’s not my fault The spell was cast too fast… Narcotic Fairy Tale
When I find I’m not in an enchanted forest Evergreen When the castle brick fades to an apartment building Graffiti scene When the victorian gown turns, dirty tank and jeans And the happy thoughts that fill my dreams are Just to be clean
I am scared to death Of crushed dreams Of actuality Of love, and when you hate it Of life, and a little bit of death I’m scared
When I see my current location In the corner, by the stairs Silence Pixie dust and rolled dollar bills are everywhere When I speak to the minds surrounding me Hollow and bare
My blue eyes cry and blink into an endless stare
I am scared to death But it’s not over Till I take my last breath