High Flying

Beware the sun It blinds and melts the binds You were warned About flying too high But you don't fear the streets cause you don't really care And you don't see the people, you don't feel the stares Life is living for colors in a monochromatic sea Else we're lining our coffers in exchange for our humanity Making wax wings with dreams of flying away Unaware there's no escaping from this forest of clay But convinced that there's a way out Convinced that there's an end to this Flying through the motions, automation is bliss Wait I never wanted this Lie for your friends I don't want to exist Lie to your friends Doesn't matter if the Winged Wheel is losing today Realize gravity's the only thing I can't push away And the balance will shift as the game is conceded A need to feel wanted A want to feel needed