Well on Your Way Songtext
von Ryan Power
Well on Your Way Songtext
Who wants to social climb?
Reach for the top, we′ll never stop
Making each other sick, turning our tricks
Live on Facebook your life is shit
You're so cool, you′re like a prophet
I am no fool, you're number one
I will gain your trust and turn on you
Turn you on, I will eclipse you son
I have passion, I have pedigree
I'm on fire, I′m no liar
I don′t like to wait in line
I want fame now, I need a sign
If Satan hears me, now's the time bomb
Go off and run wild my dear sun
You are a star
Feel the heat rise within
You are burning to win, clearance bin
Egos in orbit clash, yes the rock star′s an ass
Empty idols, corporate titles
At least that girl's got some class
And she working it overtime
I must go now, this is my ride
Flannel shirt and 80′s glasses
Pants that hurt, you're well on your way
They don′t love you, they don't understand
You don't mind, it will come in due time
I can conjure secret powers, yes
We will walk into the light
On the balcony, I will squeeze you tight
Hold you in my arms and know that you are mine
I won′t have to kiss their asses this time
Am I falling? You are fine
We are falling all the time
How many numbers do you need to add?
How many lovers is too much to ask?
You′re out of line
Go to the end and wait, you'll be just fine
Who wants to make a bet? Will he go?
Will he get soft in the head?
Clinically cynical youth full of cold
Post-ironic, they can′t like this
Lead with your ego high, yes your vanity is so hot
I can see you, but not too much
All this stuff into the aether
It's a bluff to say you don′t care
You could Kickstop, make your dreams come true
Pay me off, you won't become old news
I have ideas, buzz, and mass appeal
I beguile, I′m in style
I can't wait, I have no time
I need it now, I need what's mine
Please, can′t you help me? Where do I sign?
Oh no. Go, prove it my dear sun
You are a star
Reach for the top, we′ll never stop
Making each other sick, turning our tricks
Live on Facebook your life is shit
You're so cool, you′re like a prophet
I am no fool, you're number one
I will gain your trust and turn on you
Turn you on, I will eclipse you son
I have passion, I have pedigree
I'm on fire, I′m no liar
I don′t like to wait in line
I want fame now, I need a sign
If Satan hears me, now's the time bomb
Go off and run wild my dear sun
You are a star
Feel the heat rise within
You are burning to win, clearance bin
Egos in orbit clash, yes the rock star′s an ass
Empty idols, corporate titles
At least that girl's got some class
And she working it overtime
I must go now, this is my ride
Flannel shirt and 80′s glasses
Pants that hurt, you're well on your way
They don′t love you, they don't understand
You don't mind, it will come in due time
I can conjure secret powers, yes
We will walk into the light
On the balcony, I will squeeze you tight
Hold you in my arms and know that you are mine
I won′t have to kiss their asses this time
Am I falling? You are fine
We are falling all the time
How many numbers do you need to add?
How many lovers is too much to ask?
You′re out of line
Go to the end and wait, you'll be just fine
Who wants to make a bet? Will he go?
Will he get soft in the head?
Clinically cynical youth full of cold
Post-ironic, they can′t like this
Lead with your ego high, yes your vanity is so hot
I can see you, but not too much
All this stuff into the aether
It's a bluff to say you don′t care
You could Kickstop, make your dreams come true
Pay me off, you won't become old news
I have ideas, buzz, and mass appeal
I beguile, I′m in style
I can't wait, I have no time
I need it now, I need what's mine
Please, can′t you help me? Where do I sign?
Oh no. Go, prove it my dear sun
You are a star
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