Broken Parachute

One thousand feet in the atmosphere

you're there and losing light

Shrinking skin wishing death

on worthless liars and beauty queens

One million hours from the city

where the lights wont burn our eyes

That's where the wild things are

that's where gold falls from the sky.

So take this gun and load it slowly

point it straight up at the sky

Mark the spot where you stand

cause it will come back down at the end of July

And it's not fair

I know somewhere my life won't be like this.

Pulling out the poison with a kiss on the bottle's lips

Ride fast from the cast

holding the monsters underneath your bed

Hiding out for weeks on end

Jumping down on their bruised hands

Jumping down on the weak end

I forever I win

Standing straight in the firefight reading liars their rights.

Shooting at the dark and things you never see kiss the ring and punch your knees

Run until you can't breathe

they can't catch up without hearts

they don't believe in that sorta thing

And somewhere between here and there

there's billboards and silver spoons

and the phones won't stop ringing.

My heads reaming…I am famous…

and then I wont care at all about anything just like you…

I'm just like you

I don't care at all about anything…