GUILTY WISHING ON A STAR

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