Texty: Guster. Goldfly. Rocket Ship.

They'll find it on the stairs
Politely placed it there
Been so unkind without a hint
A warning sign for them

Read my apology
Their hope of disbelief
But no denial changes things
No remedy ahead

I am not to be martyred
I am not to be worshiped
Did it not to be strong, strong, strong
I implicate no others in this crime

I'm off on a rocketship
Prepared for something new
I'm off on a rocketship
Ecstatic with the view

I am scared of the things upcoming
And I want for the things I don't have
Cannot stand to be one of many
I'm not what they are

Will gather in my name
The morning will begin
It's all or nothing over there
It's teasing me again

I am not to be martyred
I am not to be worshiped
Did it not to be strong, strong, strong
I implicate no others in this crime

I'm off on a rocketship
Prepared for something new
I'm off on a rocketship
Ecstatic with the view

I am scared of the things upcoming
And I want for the things I don't have
Cannot stand to be one of many
I'm not what they are

I am scared of the things upcoming
And I want for the things I don't have
Cannot stand to be one of many
I'm not what they are