I'm that guy
Who lives above your 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 room is up so high
Greg brady ain't got nothin on me
If you know what i mean
And i'm doin ok, starting to make my way
Just one more trip, and i'll be 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
Cause every time i call it like i see it
It's just make believe again
I think i found the secret
But it's just make believe
[Bridge]
In my head i'm thinkin of you
In my dreams i'm really thinking of you
In my mind i'm thinkin of you
My heart is strong and my love is true
But you don't know me like you think you do
I'm living 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 life i see when my mind is frying in a pan
And the world is resting in my hands
Cause every time i call it like i see it
It's just make believe again
I think i found the secret
But it's just make believe
Writer(s): Robert Benedict, Michael Borja, Stephen Norton, David Wendell
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