Timebomb

Trying to calculate, rearrange in my head for a little bit.
Well, I’m not the best at saying anything and so now,
well so what, I can make it fit.
I’m gonna need a bigger bag of attention baby, yea.
They said «we'll make you right into a star cause that’s what you are.»
I’m like a timebomb rushing around.
They said «we'll make you right into a star cause that’s what you are.»
Now determined to get away. Taking off to another place.
The normal life is such a boring one and the stars in my eyes need some Room to
Run.
But it’s such a love and hate relationship.
They said «we'll make you right into a star cause that’s what you are.»
I’m like a timebomb rushing around.
They said «we'll make you right into a star cause that’s what you are.»
And the realization of everything is occurring and I’m getting out.