Rolling down my cold window pain Can you tell me? What it's like to not be afraid Honestly I think it's best if I get up and leave This horrible place That keeps me wanting more every day And it goes like this I've been here once or twice And every shot has missed I'm afraid because airplanes make me ill But I can't afford to just sit still I'm on my way and I don't have a second to kill I'm looking for a thrill Hopefully I'll move on in less than 23 days This anxiety Of staying inside makes me suffocate Please, oh please You'll never make it in this industry That's what they tell me But I do my own thing every single day "You can't afford the city kid" "You'll never have that luxury" "Your dreams are dead just play it safe" "You won't amount to anything" I'm afraid -- airplanes make me ill But I can't afford to just sit still I'm on my way and I don't have a second to kill I'm looking for a thrill