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?