Walk out the door Just looking for some more Right down the alley Past the fifty dollar whore
Well it's too fast to walk Too slow to run Everybody found us I'm sorry you missed the gun
Put up your hands It's imaginary land Painted by the fiction That you put up on your walls
If you open up your eyes and see Y'might find yourself in a fantasy Everybody wants to know ash in a girl
Just another ordinary day Found my glasses shattered all over the floor Don't need them no more
Open up your eyes and see the world Neverland is here Ahem, ah-eh-eh-hem
Walk out the door I was looking just for more D-d-d-d-d-d-my head was spinnin' round again
If you always wanted to know (everything) It's a wonderful place outside where you're allowed to go
If you open up your eyes and see Might find yourself in a fantasy (Find yourself in fantasy) If you open up your eyes and see Might find yourself in a fantasy If you open up your eyes and see Might find yourself in a fantasy Find yourself in a fantasy Find yourself in a fantasy
Compositor: Louis Philippe Nagy / Mikhail Stein / Patrick Watson / Robbie Kuster / Simon Angell