Falling too fast to prepare for this Tripping in the world could be dangerous Everybody circling is vulturous Negative, nepotist Everybody waiting for the fall of man Everybody praying for the end of times Everybody hoping they could be the one I was born to run, I was born for this...
In the eyes of a teenage crystallized The prettiest of lights that hang the hallways of the home, And the cries from the strangers out at night They don’t keep us up at night, We have the curtains drawn and closed.
So take me back when I believe Back when I wasn't afraid, just like a thief All the heights that I could reach Back when I wasn't afraid, just like a thief.
Just a young gun with a quick fuse I was uptight, wanna let loose I was dreaming of bigger things And wanna leave my own life behind. Not a yes sir, not a follower Fit the box, fit the mold Have a seat in the foyer, take a number I was lightning before the thunder.