Rolling down my cold window pain
Can you tell me?
What it's like to not be afraid
Honestly
I think it's best if I get up and leave
This horrible place
That keeps me wanting more every day
And it goes like this
I've been here once or twice
And every shot has missed
I'm afraid because airplanes make me ill
But I can't afford to just sit still
I'm on my way and I don't have a second to kill
I'm looking for a thrill
Hopefully
I'll move on in less than 23 days
This anxiety
Of staying inside makes me suffocate
Please, oh please
You'll never make it in this industry
That's what they tell me
But I do my own thing every single day
"You can't afford the city kid"
"You'll never have that luxury"
"Your dreams are dead just play it safe"
"You won't amount to anything"
I'm afraid -- airplanes make me ill
But I can't afford to just sit still
I'm on my way and I don't have a second to kill
I'm looking for a thrill
