Anastacia

Poison like the air we breathe
This complicated world we weave
Spins around pulls us down
This life we lead is overrated
Mixed up fucked up
Calculated
That's the way
So they say
And all we ever need
Is a chance to be
Freedom lies beneath reality
Find a way
Maybe today
And all the fairytales and fantasies
Can we find a way where we can be free? Today
Underneath the way we feel
We've lost ourselves between whats real
No lost and found
We're broken down
Take a piece of someone's dreams
They're never simply as it seems
They're thrown away