One day I wrapped my head around what it meant to be selfish
How could I pin, on one gentle whim the need to be martyr it's all so senseless
But that was yesterday, or will I learn it again and again
Oh when will it stop spinning me round, weight of the world, it's weighing me down
I fell face first into the sun, into the sun
I stared too long down the barrel of your gun
Today I realized that I'm used to flying too high and too reckless
How could I feel, what's never been real, before it ever occurred to be endless
But that's tomorrow child, or will I find it so soon oh so soon
When will they grasp the sight to see, gotta bring it to life, or they'll just keep on telling me
I fell face first into the sun, into the sun
I stared too long down the barrel of your gun
I fell face first into the sun, into the sun
I stared too long down the barrel of your gun
I fell face first into the sun, into the sun
I stared too long down the barrel of your gun