It's a crowded world
Getting bigger every day

Leave it behind, abandon it
Fake your death, try it
There won't always be a tomorrow
You could be the best there is
Peel off your skin like a banana
Living like a missing puzzle piece
You're the mercenary, you don't belong

Eat your fears away on a plate
Find yourself in the music
Try to jump off that trampoline
I see a quintessential being
They need a hug

**It'll be okay.