Letras
Obligations
Situations
It's hard to make a
Perfect statement
They want their way
It gets so draining
My life they're taking
Just stop complaining
One day I'll grow wings
Escape the screaming
All the deceiving
The disbelieving
It's true I hate it
No good with patience
Just wish my future
Would let me taste it now
Wish that I was more like you, ooh
Wish that I was more like you
I do
Blue-haired angel
Blackened wings
Torn-up skin
And bleeding limbs
She seeks an end to
An endless hell
A place she thought she knew
From which she fell
I wish that I was more like you, ah
I wish that I was more like you
I do
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
More like you
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
More like you
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
More like you
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
More like you
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
More like you
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
Wish that I was
More like you, mm