I used to be so jealous
I used to be so jealous
I used to keep angelic
I used to be so jealous
I used to be angelic
Was it me? Or was it all a dream?
Everything, turned to anything
Cracking my way through the crowd
Keeping water into mouth
Dreams to reach above the clouds
Hands were closed in shape of claws
My best friends could do it all
Now they say I'll be a star
I'm confused I coulda walked (coulda walked, coulda walked)
Took their hands and left it all (left it all)
Who am I when the stage falls?
And I can't see what I got?
I used to be so jealous
I used to be so jealous
I used to keep angelic
I used to be so jealous
I used to be angelic
Was it me? Or was it all a dream?
Everything, turned to anything
I get so existential (existential)
In jotting with my pencil (with my pencil)
Driven by my jealousy
I'm living vicariously
What does it mean to be me
Who am I in your scenery?
If I don't know how to act
Can I ask for you to free me?
Surpassing you with my dream
My only faith I can see
My universal belief that I can be anything
I used to be so jealous
I used to be so jealous (jealous)
I used to keep angelic
I used to be so jealous
I used to be angelic
Was it me? Or was it all a dream?
Everything, turned to anything
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