"

So you say you wanna get away
We don’t need a plane
I could be your escape
Take you to a place
Where there’s no time, no space
I could be your private island
On a different planet
Anything could happen
Listen to the waves
Let them wash away your pain
I could be your fantasy
I could be your fantasy
Underneath the palm trees
You could leave your worries
Listen to the waves
Say you wanna get so high?
Breathe me in like air tonight
Listen to the waves
I could be your fantasy

So you say you wanna get so high?
Breathe me in like air tonight
Let yourself unwind, get lost
In the garden of my mind
I could be your private island
Underneath the palm trees
You could leave your worries
Listen to the waves
Let them wash away your pain
I could be your fantasy
I could be your fantasy
Underneath the palm trees
You could leave your worries
Listen to the waves
Say you wanna get so high?
Breathe me in like air tonight
Listen to the waves

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" I always imagined what it meant to feel “at home”. To be surrounded by a consistent security. Where my heart would feel full. Whatever that means. Because it has always felt hollow, and it beats so hard. I have myself and I’ve always only had myself to keep myself calm. Because nobody has ever even tried to keep my head above the fucking water. Oh, the days where I beg to a nonexistent God to just end my life. I hate those days. I hate being alone in my head. I’m running in circles around people who couldn’t give a fuck, just trying to find acception. I’m so scared. Scared of something I’ve always wanted. Because it could crumble before my eyes in a matter of seconds. And I know I can’t handle that sort of heartbreak. That would be the end of me "