Living In Fantasy

Let's kill the memories

At least bitter ones, just like calories

Let's take help of the poison

Li'l whiskey with some water frozen

Let's get drunk and achieve new height of high

That even Charlie sheen would feel shy

Let's talk about surreal reality

And dwell into our own sweet fantasy

This might even give us temporary fix

But fantasy and reality doesn't really mix

This high we achieved drags us well below down

Hits up quiet well, questioning us all around