we want to achieve so much.
our subconscious is desperate to bleed so much.
look up at the sky, i promise you this:
we never will die, i promise you this.

i play with chords and junior saws
i tell my parents what i want to be
i write like i'm going to display my flaws
but no, no, this is just a show for free

i reach for the stars but that's a stupid phrase
i shrink down to fit a smaller place
for fear of outshining the ones i admire
i don't touch the sky and i don't fan my fire

for fear of people noticing
i'm a selfish bitch, i don't do nice things

grew up in a big town
shrank down in a smaller place
grew up in nostalgic heaven
it'll never be the same today