All the eyes on you
Shifting, nervous
You don't care
And all that's left inside
Is a hollow, empty stare
You couldn't find a way
To live with imperfection
You perfectly lost soul, now
Hang on to your pride
Wear it like a crown
It's coming up to pull you down
It's coming up to pull you down
And every night with you
Less important than the last
So what's the point of dreams
When you're still living with the past
You'll find that your next prince
In all his perfect glory
Is imperfect in every way
Hang on to your pride
Wear it like a crown
It's coming up to pull you down
It's coming up to pull you down
Way up in the atmosphere
You rise above
You rise above it
Way up in the atmosphere
You rise above
You rise above it
Way up in the atmosphere
You rise above
You rise above the crowd
But, they exist to pull you down
They exist to pull you down
