Do you ever feel like a plastic bag?, drifting throught the wind
wanting to start again. Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin?
like a house of cards  one blow from caving in. Do you ever feel already buried deep ? six feet under scream but no one seems to hear a thing. Do you know that there's still a chance for you?
cause there's a spark in you. You just gotta ignite the light
and let it shine, just own the night, like the Fourth of July. Baby you’re a FIREWORK.