Fantasy Shelter

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Dream on
I repeat son
Dream on
Live your fantasy
But see ya
I repeat son
See ya
Go fucking live your fantasy
I can't do shit
So why can't you just think the same
Admit defeat and get blind drunk to fix
Deficiencies for at least tonight
F*ck you think you're gonna get to change
Or better yet attain
If I can't do shit
If I'm just useless
Kid forget your dreams
Cos I can't do them
F*ck it
I like it here and I am king, they crowned me
That's king of Fantasy Shelter
So I sit in my fantaseat
Hailed as my people they pamper me
Fan me with an eviction note
Somehow with the world's worst
Fucking weakest poetry ever wrote down
That right there's your
First accomplishment, well done
I'm guessing now that the world's your
Oyster, wait, I should call that
Fantaseafood
You can figure out something else to be so poor at
You make me doubt I was held once
Housed, fucking jailed more likely a while in your ball sack
Or at least doubt I was there long
Out into a near sock I'd rather hurl myself
Than for one hour be in earshot
One hour hearing his thoughts
Yeah, nah
I'd rather be an earshot
And hear mum's
But I'm here and
Fantasy Shelter
That's where I live
I'm gonna get my key cut
Make plans to leave it in safe hands
For when I just might need one
Hello
Hey, can you look after something for me
Of course, I'll put it with the brick
Thank you, you'll know when I need it
Yes he would know because he's the fucking landlord
Probably cut about four already
But another one that cannot hurt can it
No
If the worst happens that's where I'm running
I'm locked out I'll say and that's all
If that's morning it'll be oysters for lunch
Then I'm back on the fantaseat
Tell it I'm sorry I abandoned it
And to back this damn horse
Cos now all bets are off again
But set your stare upon me then pick another
You'll be out your fucking mind
But I'll love it
Why
Cos that's fuel
I kinda think I wanted that sad, incompetent fucking trash note
Cos that's more than enough
For the whole shelter through a cold winter
To keep warm and it said
Dream on
I repeat son
Dream on
Live your fantasy
But see ya
I repeat son
See ya
Go fucking live your fantasy
The Shelter, it's real but
It's not a place though
It's a stubborn state of mind
It resides wherever the f*ck I may go
Wherever I wander
But it's not a case though of look once and you'll find it
You'll find that found it doesn't want to be
It want's not be seen by the fucking sane folk
Cos they won't understand
That's not up for damn debate
Exhibit A… Note
But if I could that would I change
No
Not today, tomorrow, a decade or ten
I'll go until the day I'm dead
Knowing alone that's the way I live
That's the way I've picked and I've no regrets
I don't mean no people
I mean none that know me
But I was told that's the Shelter's entrance fee
And I sold that shit
Exactly what I don't know yet
But I know that there's nothing I have that I won't let go of
To uphold that
Guess my soul that could be it
To be truthful I don't feel like I own it
But doubt I doubt I don't I would
Sell to the Shelter a pound it's sold if I did so it's likely
But I'm fine with that long as I'm here and holding my pen
That's the only grip I won't let loosen
But if I did a difference it wouldn't make one
It's stapled, it's glued and taped on
Laced through two fingers, a thumb
So I couldn't anyway if I wanted step, move or stray from
My place of residence
I'll say once again it is Fantasy Shelter
There's no way out once you're here it's for life
The fucking fire exit is locked
But that's really not an issue
It's not nearly one
If it's going up I'm going with it
Scorched, scalded or singed I'm cool,
Not literally
F*ck it I'll live with it
An option running isn't one
Unless it is of course as previously said
A visit to the landlord to get my confidence back
Otherwise I'll stand burnt
I'm promising that and that's not up for debate either
No matter what Imma stay, feast on
The maddest, dumb, out of reach
Distant fucking fantasies my mind could conjure up
It's suicidal he thought, I think
And it might just be but
You and I must be opposites
Cos I'm wondering what if I achieve them

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