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Take me back to New York City
Where I could stand atop the world
Let's take a trip to New Orleans
With Mardi Gras and French cuisine
The world is big, but I've always dreamt of more
I'd break my bones just to take a trip to Mars
And sell my soul for a moment in the stars
But I'm scared that once I'm there
I'll sing the same songs as before
Take me back to New York City
Where I could stand atop the world
Let's book a flight to Paris, France
And show our glee with zealous dance
Just send me back to 2008
Where thеy said, "Don't waste your youth
'Cause by the timе that you get to my age
You'll be missing all the things you used to do
And don't you find it funny how
The things that we find funny now
Will be nothing but a distant memory"
My teeth have turned into adults, I chew my nails as result
And my fears are much bigger than the dark
With constant insecurities and way too much anxiety
From overthinking every choice I've made
I wish I could escape my head from listing every insult said
But it's hard when you hate yourself more than them
Take me back to New York City
Where I could stand atop the world
Let's drive my car to South L.A
And walk around Pacific Bay
I'm setting sail to modern Rome
And tell my mom I'm not coming home
And say to dad, I just need to be alone
And tell the dog that he's been a good boy
Signed, your son who's never truly found joy
Take me back to New York City
Where I could stand atop the world
Let's take a trip to New Orleans
With Mardi Gras and French cuisine
I hope to visit London someday
And wave hello to the queen
Oh, take me back to the Empire State
Oh, take me back to 2008
Oh, take me back to the Statue of Liberty
So I can see what true happiness can bring
Signed, your son