Get in my thoughts and order.
Order anything you want.
My mind is for free,
For those who are keen and wise,
To notice.
I'm just another one of your fantasies,
I am the conscience of the world, a rare disease.
The one that tells the lies apart for all to see,
You might as well be on your way or run with me.
Pancakes in the morning sun,
A smiling day has just begun.
And friends that call you on the phone,
They need to know if you are home, home, home...
But you have a little secret,
No one knows, except for you,
And its kinda sort'a twisted, but that's fine,
Cause I'm in you.
I'm just another one of your fantasies,
I am the conscience of the world, a rare disease.
The one that tells that lies apart for all to see,
You might as well be on your way or run with me.
I'm just another one of your fantasies,
I am the conscience of the world, a rare disease.
The one that tells that lies apart for all to see,
You might as well be on your way or run with me.