Текст Sick Puppies – Fly

I do the same thing everyday
Hoping just to end this faze
I lay my rock down and everyone’s shocked now
Oh it’s just for rhythm’s sake!

But at the moment it doesn’t really matter who
It’s nothing personal
Oh I never liked you anyway!

I just wanna fly out of this sky to anything
That I could find better than this

I’m lost and faded I could be permanently jaded
I’m tired, sore, I don’t want this anymore
I’m bruised and broken my morter’s been stolen
Again and again and again (And again we say)
I lye face down somewhere I can’t be found
Hoping someone will pick me off the ground
I see much beauty in the world I’m sick of feeling so ugly