House

"Well, this song is experimental. I'm trying to play the story with oxymorons and talk about myself in first-person and third person arbitrarily. Fun."

Verse 1

Sometimes a part of me dies

And I have no clue of how to live

Maybe I'm kind of a pessimist

Or maybe I'm just too naive to cease

I'm facing a lot of phase changes

I'm melting from solid to daisies

A poor guy just won the lottery

Maybe I'm just tired of my epiphanies

It doesn't mean that you're scared

You can not do it

We're all on planes

Don't jump out of it

Chorus

Do now

Dream now

Fly out

It's a long way down

Be yourself

Undoubt yourself

You're free to fly

We're newborn skies

Verse 2

House told me a lot

He's a mirror in a single flat

Miserable, painful and ill

I'm broken but it doesn't hurt here

It doesn't mean that you're a cripple

You can not run

We're all broken

Give your heart to the sun