I wish I was pretty I wish I was tall I wish I had everything I just want it all A mad screaming witness As guilty as a child I eat when I need to I sleep if I'm tired The money is low But the fever runs high I'm not scared of nothing I'm tall to it all And that's fine I'm open to magic I'm young to it all In a room full of psychics Singing we know it all But I know what happened Enclosed within my mind Forget all the people Forget all the rights A dream is a dream If a dream never dies Imagine the children Ready for the fight You're snooping around And you're cutting things down With your spells and your magic And your underground frown Imagining some scribbles To terrify the town So little we know So little we know So little we know So little we know