And I, who achieved a dream
My biggest pride
Isn't the Porsche I just parked outside
As fake as it is, I know I've won
Only once I paid off my parents' mortgage
And I share my room with a roommate
What's called 'living with anxiety'
From the small bedroom to the dressing room
Everybody stands by you, yet nobody's close to you
The heart like an iceberg surrounded by ships
The more I talk about love, the less I know how to love
Songs can't lie, but liars can sing
How many years does it take to reach euphoria
For the little things you don't have yet
Because sometimes you can push past every border
Enrich and empty a whole existence
And feel happy just imagining
Those little things you don't have yet
How many fast cars we lease
That don't give us the thrill of the first bike
How many hotels with pool and gym, ultramodern shower
Then you can't figure out hot water from cold water
When the high wears off, crisis of conscience
Wanna trash the room, Breaking Bed and Breakfast?
How hard it is to climb to the top
Only to find there's little oxygen and you can't breathe
Redeem loves never fulfilled
We feed on strangers' 'likes'
With millions of songs streaming
We end up always listening again to the ones
We loved as kids
How many years does it take to reach euphoria
For the little things you don't have yet
Because sometimes you can push past every border
Enrich and empty a whole existence
And feel happy just imagining
Those little things you don't have yet
Maybe you don't notice
I take refuge in my verses
But it's just another distraction
Maybe you don't notice
Those little things you don't have yet
Because sometimes you can push past every border
Enrich and empty a whole existence
How many years does it take to reach euphoria
For the little things you don't have yet?
And feel happy just imagining
Those little things you don't have yet