Illusion
Bedroom filled with Nike SBs and Comme de Garcons
Starin' at the ceiling listening to soul father
Tryna' make the world pay me daily like Carson
My mom say I need to put on weight like Kelly Clarkson
She said I work like a soldier steady marchin'
Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right
Tryna' keep it steady like Elizabeth Ardon
Apartments, guard with a garden
Money in the jeans, car key in the cardigan
When I was a kid I wished that I could be in on ya
Every time my father disregarded an argument
Wishing I was sitting on the move
Watching videos, wishing I was living on the shoe
With designer shoes, doing things I didn't wanna do
Wishing I could see the world through a different point of view
[Chorus]
Leave your baggage at the stairs,
And your worries at the door,
You don't have to think about problems any more
(I can make you believe in anything)
Uh, I know that everything's changed,
But I'm under this illusion just so I don't go insane
(I can make you believe in anything)
Uh, you ever been to fed up, to get up
Or wish you had a huge shredder for a few letters
Dreaming up these stories of these all new adventures
Like Lulu Batons on a new Cinderella
Check the sense of humor on the new rumors getting better
I'm a teach you a lesson, and I don't mean a lecture
'Cause only fake dudes get jealous
So we'll never let a dude get near us
'Cause we're up with the stars, somewhere out of space
'Cause on the underground I felt so outta place
I got Tom, Dick and Harry all looking in my face
I know they wanna say 'safe' but, don't know how to say it
Bad body language, I don't understand it
When they see Patrick, then they turn to gangsters,
Ha ha, and that's a passage from my mantra
I've started reading from a whole different chapter
[Chorus]
I can make you,
I can make you,
I can make you,
Believe in anything
I can make you,
I can make you,
I can make you,
Believe in anything
Autor(es): Al Shuckburgh / L. Steele