Make Believe

I'm that guy

Who lives above my parents house

It smells

You think I'm fly

In a retro kind of hobo way

Can you tell?

But it's ok, everybody thinks I'm gay

Another trip and I'll be over it

I can't believe I made so much this week

I'm liable to end up dead

But at least I'm out of the red

Cause every time I call it like I see it it's just make believe again

I think I've found the secret but its just make believe

I'm that guy

Who walks and talks right to himself

There's no one else

My rooms up so high

Greg Brady aint got nothing on me

If you know what I mean

And its ok

Starting to make my way

Just one more trip and I'll get over it

You can't believe the world I see 

When I'm traveling late at night

It's better when you turn out the lights

In my head I'm thinking of you

In my dreams

In my mind

My heart is strong and my love is true

But you don't know me like you think you do

I'm living up way up in the clouds now

I'm that guy.  I'm that guy.

Up so high.  Up so high.

But I'm doing ok, everybody get away

I'm on a trip so get over it.

You can't believe the world I see

When my mind is frying in a pan

And the world is resting in my hands

Humble Humans

Humble Humans is a Digital Maker of things in Asbury Park, NJ.