Mounted on a pale white steed
She rides across the heavens
Brightening what amounted
To a colorless unpleasant
Existence in reality
This journey she is traveling
Seems like it'll never end
She just wants to play pretend
For the rest of her life
So they label her a lunatic
Say that she's consumed with this
Obsession with the sky
And gettin' high is her escape
From her duty to create
For the sake of creation
That her imagination
Is deludin' her to think
Life should have less pain and struggle
That she should be happy she's in
A world where she can hustle
No one cares what you think
Put those leggings on and smile
For the camera silly rabbit
You must always be attractive
Or you'll never catch a fish
If her fate is to be bait
And she's not the fisherman
Then this sport she will not play
They can try that trick on someone else
Desperate for some company
She prefers the quiet
Solitude
Of meditating freely
On a roof
Content to simply be
In a state of Nirvana
Cause she's no Bodhisattva
Here to save the world
She's just a simple girl
And far from a saint
With any luck she'll never change
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Mounted on a pale white steed
She rides across the heavens
Brightening what amounted
To a colorless unpleasant
Existence in reality
This journey she is traveling
Seems like it'll never end
She just wants to play pretend
For the rest of her life
So they label her a lunatic
Say that she's consumed with this
Obsession with the sky
And gettin' high is her escape
From her duty to create
For the sake of creation
That her imagination
Is deludin' her to think
Life should have less pain and struggle
That she should be happy she's in
A world where she can hustle
No one cares what you think
Put those leggings on and smile
For the camera silly rabbit
You must always be attractive
Or you'll never catch a fish
If her fate is to be bait
And she's not the fisherman
Then this sport she will not play
They can try that trick on someone else
Desperate for some company
She prefers the quiet
Solitude
Of meditating freely
On a roof
Content to simply be
In a state of Nirvana
Cause she's no Bodhisattva
Here to save the world
She's just a simple girl
And far from a saint
With any luck she'll never change
She rides across the heavens
Brightening what amounted
To a colorless unpleasant
Existence in reality
This journey she is traveling
Seems like it'll never end
She just wants to play pretend
For the rest of her life
So they label her a lunatic
Say that she's consumed with this
Obsession with the sky
And gettin' high is her escape
From her duty to create
For the sake of creation
That her imagination
Is deludin' her to think
Life should have less pain and struggle
That she should be happy she's in
A world where she can hustle
No one cares what you think
Put those leggings on and smile
For the camera silly rabbit
You must always be attractive
Or you'll never catch a fish
If her fate is to be bait
And she's not the fisherman
Then this sport she will not play
They can try that trick on someone else
Desperate for some company
She prefers the quiet
Solitude
Of meditating freely
On a roof
Content to simply be
In a state of Nirvana
Cause she's no Bodhisattva
Here to save the world
She's just a simple girl
And far from a saint
With any luck she'll never change
Writer: Cristian De La Torre
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