| You should sing on |
| And hope the notes will keep coming |
| You should wish for |
| The strength to keep running |
| And you should wish for the confidence to love yourself too |
| While you’re asking for that stuff you’re not gonna get |
| While you’re asking for stuff that you’ll have to pull out of your own head |
| Because you can hold on to your strength |
| Or let it slip away |
| Because you can hold on to yourself |
| Or you can fold yourself away |
| You can curl up in a ball until there’s almost no evidence |
| That you ever existed at all in the world |
| But the world won’t go away |
| And none of that will help you escape |
| So just slip away to |
| A microcosm of your own backyard |
| Because you can always stay where you know where your weaknesses are |
| But that’s not a promise to you that life wouldn’t still be hard |
| Because life finds a way to be hard anyways |
| Because life finds a way to be hard anyways |
| It’s okay, you’re not wounded |
| You’re just slower than the rest |
| It’s just a matter of time |
| Even when time seems like a test |
| Of your mind and your value |
| It’s okay to be upset |
| Not that you need me to tell you |
| It’s okay, you’re not stupid |
| That’s just a feeling that you get |
| The world’s never really ever worked |
| In a way that made sense |
| Things can fall into place |
| Or they’ll crush your body or your head |
| Not that you need me to tell you |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |
| You should sing on |