I'm well on my way
‘Cause I'm not lookin'
for the artist inside of me
Of all the things I've done
This could be real
This could be you
As long as your faith doesn't slip as fast as your prideDo you think you've already made it this far?
Do you think you are a rising star?
Staring at a papercut
Blueprint of what you have got to show
Is this all you needed to become
To be what you are right now?
I'm looking for a place to stay ‘cause I don't
feel at home in your world anymore
Of all the things I've known
This could be true
This could be me
For the sake of friendship in return I question your truth
Is it strange to see me trying so hard
To become this shining star
Starin' at a wooden cross
I see your face at times
You are amongst them or sometimes in between
Of all the things you've seen

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