I gotta hold on tight to what I believe in
Strap it into a rocket
Send it hurdling toward the furthest reaches
Store it somewhere safe where only I can find it
'Cause I can only call on the rest if it fails
When I call in the night, please, someone help me
And it breaks my heart to see myself this way
Yes it does
I only hope to mend myself 'cause I love me
I only look out for myself
No mothers, exes, lot of verbs to take
But behind my sheik veneer
I know that all I'm good at being is fake
When I finally look in my eyes and I see there's no one there
Well maybe I can look to the sky
And the stars will guide me to where I'm supposed to be
'Cause I know there's something better there for me
I gotta float away from what I believe in
Send it running for the hills
If I'm ever gonna live as something more than a rusty man
There's something to be said for the worry
I hold when a loved one cries
And when I can't react to it
You know a piece of me up and dies
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