Fly
Since I was a kid, I used to climb up on my roof just to scream
All the expectations
Of my mind, my health, and my life to be
Written on my cardboard walls
At every corner, nothing else to see
It took me quite a while to see the writing on the box wasn't me
But now, here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
Now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Since I was a kid, I used to climb up on my roof just to scream
All the expectations
Of my mind, my health, and my life to be
Yeah, stuck inside that cardboard box is just the man you want of me
It took you quite a while to admit that that wasn't me
But now, here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
Now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Since I've started to live my life right, am I good enough?
Because all your qualms with my ways of thinking, they're stuck in that box
If we started to live our lives right, would it be enough?
If you're sick and tired of falling, then get out of the box
But now, here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
But now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Now here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
But now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
All the expectations
Of my mind, my health, and my life to be
Written on my cardboard walls
At every corner, nothing else to see
It took me quite a while to see the writing on the box wasn't me
But now, here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
Now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Since I was a kid, I used to climb up on my roof just to scream
All the expectations
Of my mind, my health, and my life to be
Yeah, stuck inside that cardboard box is just the man you want of me
It took you quite a while to admit that that wasn't me
But now, here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
Now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Since I've started to live my life right, am I good enough?
Because all your qualms with my ways of thinking, they're stuck in that box
If we started to live our lives right, would it be enough?
If you're sick and tired of falling, then get out of the box
But now, here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
But now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Now here I go, to the person that I don't know
Watch me fly
But now, upward bound, wind is lifting me off the ground
Watch me fly
Credits
Writer(s): Grayson O’very
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