She took my time
Clipped my wings
So I wouldn't fly
Made damn sure I
Didn't get too high
But there was something
Callin me in the sky
Questioned my decisions
Picked apart my vision
Pokin holes in all my plans
Swallowing ambition
Waiting on permission
Couldn't play the game from the stands
Had to be my own man
Clear my mind
Roll the windows down
I was running for mayor in a nowhere town
Same damn thing
Every single day
Where there ain't nothing to do but stay
Wrapped in indecision
Waiting on permission
Life will leave you right where you stand
Doin too much thinking
No substitute for living
Might as well play my hand
Had to be my own man
Building my own coffin
Trying to fit in boxes
Tears in my eyes when I decided to leave
It hurt so bad to set myself free
No ones gonna hold your hand
Cnd walk you to the promise land
Gotta be your own man
Building my own coffin
Trying to fit in boxes
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She took my time
Clipped my wings
So I wouldn't fly
Made damn sure I
Didn't get too high
But there was something
Callin me in the sky
Questioned my decisions
Picked apart my vision
Pokin holes in all my plans
Swallowing ambition
Waiting on permission
Couldn't play the game from the stands
Had to be my own man
Clear my mind
Roll the windows down
I was running for mayor in a nowhere town
Same damn thing
Every single day
Where there ain't nothing to do but stay
Wrapped in indecision
Waiting on permission
Life will leave you right where you stand
Doin too much thinking
No substitute for living
Might as well play my hand
Had to be my own man
Building my own coffin
Trying to fit in boxes
Tears in my eyes when I decided to leave
It hurt so bad to set myself free
No ones gonna hold your hand
Cnd walk you to the promise land
Gotta be your own man
Building my own coffin
Trying to fit in boxes
Clipped my wings
So I wouldn't fly
Made damn sure I
Didn't get too high
But there was something
Callin me in the sky
Questioned my decisions
Picked apart my vision
Pokin holes in all my plans
Swallowing ambition
Waiting on permission
Couldn't play the game from the stands
Had to be my own man
Clear my mind
Roll the windows down
I was running for mayor in a nowhere town
Same damn thing
Every single day
Where there ain't nothing to do but stay
Wrapped in indecision
Waiting on permission
Life will leave you right where you stand
Doin too much thinking
No substitute for living
Might as well play my hand
Had to be my own man
Building my own coffin
Trying to fit in boxes
Tears in my eyes when I decided to leave
It hurt so bad to set myself free
No ones gonna hold your hand
Cnd walk you to the promise land
Gotta be your own man
Building my own coffin
Trying to fit in boxes