Waiting there in line, dream of things and dream of life
Every moment is a moment out the door
Slowly fantasize of how the fire in my mind
Finds a way to grow beyond and spread out wide
Stand to walk alone, but lost the will to carry on
A waking hour is no different from a slept
Hold my head up high despite the things I've left behind
Every moment is a moment out the door
I never said I would be their marionette
So burn it down to the ground every time
Slowly Fantasize