My father was a story
My mother was afraid
They didn't mean to make me
But, I got made anyway
Since I was a young child(woh-oh)
I much prefered the rain(woh-oh)
They asked me are you happy?(woh-oh)
I said I can't explain(woh-oh)
And I say
Heatstroke, Yellow, maybe strawberry blue
The strongest thing I ever felt
Was feelings for you
So try, to look me in the eye
A difficult goodbye
To all the things we hide, wah oh
I live my life upon a Crystal Ship
It's unbelievable but, I keep believing
I never give up until the day I die
I never give up 'till the day I die
I say, every single time
They come back home from the road
I say, Tell me where you've been to
Tell me what you go for?
They tell me on the road you end up losing your soul
I'm thinking when they made me,they forgot one of those
I say
Rich kids singing of the silverspoon blues
They tell me I can't get in
'Cause theres just no more room
But they lie, they look me in the eye
Scared of what they'd find underneath my sigh, Uh Oh
And I hope your right
So I can see the sunshine
And I hope your right
'Cause I don't like this way
And I hope your right
So I can change the future
'Cause I was lonley hinding in the rain, Woh Oh
Since I was a young child
I seemed to like the rain
You asked me are you happy?
I said I can't explain
I told you I'm a monster, Woh Oh
And I can't seem to feel, Wah Oh
You asked me are you happy? Woh Oh
I said no but I am real
And I say
Heatstroke, yellow, maybe strawberry blue
The strongest thing I ever felt
Was feelings for you
So try, to look me in the eye
A difficult goodbye
To all the things we hide, uh oh
Rich kids singing of the silverspoon blues
They tell you, you can't get in
'Cause there's just no more room
But, they lie, they look you in the eye
Scared of what they'd find underneath your sigh