My Wings

Hey!
What's the matter with you? Won't you go back to school?
Oh no, I don't wanna be fooled, you know, I'm just keeping cool
Hey!
You should go back to work, hand it over that thing,
or else, you'll never be king
Who cares?

And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another day or not
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another week or not
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another day or not
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another week or not

And even trying, I can't find myself
What is there to come?
And if I study, it'll be alright
It's a rule of thumb
And even trying, I can't find myself
What is there to come?
And if I study, it'll be alright
It's a rule of thumb

In a cold sweat, in a state
I wake up to the news, that I'vе been maimed
Shiny feathers in a pool of blood
Should havе remembered to lock the front door

At least Icarus, had his chance to fly
Now I can't reach the sky without getting high
Now I'm standing, but I can't find my toes
Guess the reaper came round, to sow
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another day or not
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another week or not
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another day or not
And maybe I'll just leave it all, for another day or not

I was molded like clay and processed like meat
I was left, with nothing below my knees
I learned how to walk, with the use of my hands
I though only I crawled, but so did everyone

I don't want to go back on my feet
If anyone can do it, is it even a feat?
I want to fly high, I want to be free
But you made me forget, how to flap my own wings

(My wings, my wings)



Credits
Writer(s): Mauricio Buendía
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