Living My Own Fairytale

Apples taste like carrots
When I eat them these days
My brains just disobey me
When I ask them in many ways
To accept the realistic features of life
But it won't because of my fantasy drive
Send me some help with the express mail
Cause I hate living my own fairytale

I've got my umbrella,
But I don't want to use it no more
'Cause rain is only thing of which
I know that I feel it for sure.
My mind makes me walking, my tongue makes me talking
Maybe I'm sick, I need a cure
Send me some help with the express mail
Cause I hate living my own fairytale

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Music

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• dutch
• girl
• brechtje
• van
• dijk
• singer
• songwriter
• apples
• taste
• like
• carrots