Texty: Malina. To Be Like You.

Restless in my bones, too much lead
in my belly, oh
Into my headphones the thrill
of a hunter's song

As I look through the train and
the window and the raindrops
I get rid of a ghost haunting me

Every move used to be so slow,
trying to be like you
Any sign couldn't let me know,
'cause I had to see it through

I never thought I could get out
of this crowded hell
'Cause I'm not alone, I ain't the only one
Drowning in doubt,
hiding in my shell

If you could only see that
I am bearing all this fight
To be honest on every side

Every move used to be so slow,
trying to be like you
Any sign couldn't let me know,
'cause I had to see it through

That's what you get when you sacrify
your kid inside
To be someone you will never be
And I will never be like that.