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