The sky's the limit.

Thought I found a way, I guess I gotta stay now.

Walkin' out of town lookin' for a better place.

Something's on my mind, always in my headspace.

But I hope some day I'll make it out of here,

even if it takes all night or a hundred years.

Need a place to hide, but I can't find one near.
Wanna feel alive, outside I can fight my fear.

Isn't it lovely, all alone?

Heart made of glass, my mind of stone.