Compressing down my spine
To my childhood size
Pressure steals my shine
And now I´m not, not mine
Wannabe so rushed out
Wannabe so washed out
Wannabe so screamed out
Wannabe so freaked out
Comparing to my time
As flashy butterfly
I didn´t have to climb
And gasping like I´m not fine
Wannabe so rushed out
Wannabe so washed out
Wannabe so screamed out
Wannabe so freaked out
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