You know that feeling when you look up at the sky The clouds, The sun The stars, The moon And in that moment there is no breathing room Everything just feels so bizmol
Looking at the vast and wonderful world The people, The places The flora, The fauna I lose my senses and sink into a defenseless thought Like hey, why the hell am I so small?
I could be a millionare I could be a movie star, a singer I could be on every bilboard But I'm not I could be a beggar I could be starving, homeless I could be drowning in poverty But I'm not
Yet I always want more Than what life seems to have in store for me This life so plain and simple I hate it but I can't escape it I try to shake it but it's impossible to do When it simply won't let go and let me face my doom
You know that feeling when you cry yourself to sleep at night The thoughts, The torture The past, The future And in that moment there is no breathing room Everything just feels so bizmol
Looking at the vast and wonderful world The sins, The judgment The cruel, The demented I lose my senses and sink into a defenseless thought Like hey, why the hell am I so small?