Fantasy Island - Flipped

Long in tooth, olives and vermouth
 I dine like an aging pilot
 Where are they now, the money and the crowd?
 Must I really come back down?
 It's like I never was a kid, the big math just wasted youth on me
 Making impressions like I did
 Your friends never thought that much of me
 And now I want to fall into something else
 An origami plane to a distant island
 And I don't want to show you my feelings
 I don't want to force you to deal
 I just want to crash through the ceiling
 Before it gets too real
 All my life, compromise on wings of resignation
 Big grey eyes staring from the sky
 Am I humble enough now?
 I've always had something to hide
 My skinny arms, my evil intentions
 And back at school, hitting the fire alarms
 Desperately wanting attention
 Well, I was just a boy, out there on my own
 Wishing I could fly, Fantasy Island
 And I don't want to show you my feelings
 I don't want to bore you to death
 I just want to crash through the ceiling
 Get it off my chest
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 It's like I never was a kid, the big math, it wasted youth on me
 Making impressions like I did
 Your friends never thought that much of me
 Well, I was just a boy, out there on my own
 Wishing I could fly, Fantasy Island
 And I don't want to show you my feelings
 I don't want to force you to deal
 I just want to crash through the ceiling
 Before it gets too real (Oh)
 Before it gets too real (Oh)
 Before it gets too real (Oh)
 Real (Oh)
 Real