Storm

Come come try draw your scale try to make it special don't throw it all away the time might be untrue don't screw the day theres something more to do You are so special you are a special germ you are so special in a restless world Are you ready to attack the storm are you ready Poor poor fame still insane buy me a ticket to get and go away the world in my pocket shows me a way out of empty secrets no more yesterday You are special you are so special in a restless world Are you ready to attack the storm are you ready I agree it's enough to be just me silently theres a private symphony I'm lying here with some monsters in my bed I'm crying here with some monsters in my head lying here crying here I'm ready to run with the storm