Thought the reality was fucked up
But I went through the "fantasies" I day dreamt about
Never aware of the nightmares that I brew in there
I'm just too used to the torture
But who are you kidding
Teasing about some made up teenage love sick fantasy
I know you see it quite clearly
The horror that'll face you through that alley
And that's not even the final destination
Or maybe you should check on the hair that's starting rise at the back of your neck
And the chill running down your spine
As I show you my unrealistically disturbing "fantasies"
