Guilty wishing on a star
There's holes in your story like a Jeff Hardy arm sleeve
Ripped off like Woody's arm in Toy Story
But I proceed
To press a button and it's up
Shit remind me of that James Bond ejector seat
Oh, let's do it I'm snapping my fingers
She do it for three like Ray Allen
I'm Ray Liotta I'm Sugar Ray Leonard
I'm the ray of sunshine on the wall in the morning when you're in prison yes I make that difference
You could place a megaphone to my ear and scream
Till it bleeds I can guarantee I still won't listen
I've been told that I'm stubborn and I tell them that ain't
And they say exactly that's my point proven
Sorta human
Crawling through the ruins
Don't pick the pieces up that's like gluing a broken mirror
That's something I don't consider let the change happen
Things die things birth it's the same pattern
Rearrange it and I create magic
Step out the crib like my side hobby is slaying dragons
Shoes off like I got great manners
Life is snakes and ladders
Roll the dice
Make moves like a poltergeist
Have you ever felt guilty wishing on a star
Shivers up your spine, scars on the wrists
Your friends are dead but you still send texts
The stars need time to recharge their shine
Everybody too busy making wishes
Guilty wishing on a star
Guilty wishing on a star
Guilty wishing on a star
