In fantasies,
Anybody is a somebody,
And you can be,
Just who you want to
You can be a jock,
Nobody at all,
Or even a ladies man,
And your heart can never fall
Then you're in reality,
And you get pushed around,
Everyone laughs,
And you don't want to be found
In fantasies,
You can walk around,
And be known to all,
And hear not a single bad sound
Reality you're knocked down,
Some are there for you,
Others walk by,
Not caring what you do
You can be strong,
You can be fast,
You're never wrong,
But only in fantasies
You can barely lift the bar,
You're left in the dust,
Every answers a bust,
And that's reality
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