Back to Top

God's Gift to Parkour - I'm Not Your Fantasy Lyrics



God's Gift to Parkour - I'm Not Your Fantasy Lyrics
Official




Locked in your car, in a seance
Your eyes catching fire, losing headroom
One, two, three, counting halos
Arms behind your neck, you're in a headlock
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
Big league chew and turning tables
Looking on the floor for magic markers
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
Down the rabbit hole and doing eighty
On the road to Bedlam every morning
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


English

Locked in your car, in a seance
Your eyes catching fire, losing headroom
One, two, three, counting halos
Arms behind your neck, you're in a headlock
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
Big league chew and turning tables
Looking on the floor for magic markers
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
You get away, yeah you get away
Get away from me, I'm not your fantasy
Down the rabbit hole and doing eighty
On the road to Bedlam every morning
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Keith Stratton
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Performed By: God's Gift to Parkour
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Keith Stratton
[Correct Info]
Tags:
No tags yet