thigh job...H.T.B.

Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind, wanting to start again?

Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin, like a house of cards, unblocked and caving in?

Do you ever feel, already buried deep, six feet under screens and no one seems to hear a thing?

Do you know that there's still a chance for you, 'cause there's a spark in you?

You just gotta ignite the light and let it shine, just own the night like the 5th of July.