Don't become your mother Don't become your father They made mistakes You oughtn't make again
So you're standing on their shoulders Trying to be bolder Like they want you to be But you've never been
I feel farther than I've ever been from a happy end I fall harder then I fall again for something pretend I try so hard to be someone more than I am But these boots, these dreams, the smoke in my lungs Are second hand Second hand
When will I stop trying to be so compliant With all the rules I make up in my head I'm the only ne stopping me from being who I want to be But I don't really know who that even is
I feel farther than I've ever been from a happy end I fall harder then I fall again for something pretend I try so hard to be someone more than I am These boots, these dreams, the smoke in my lungs Are second hand Second hand
I feel farther than I've ever been from a happy end I fall harder then I fall again for something pretend I try so hard to be someone more than I am These boots, these dreams, the smoke in my lungs Are second hand Second handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
