One-Stop, Indie rock, Medium tempo, upbeat, driving, rocking, distorted, raw, pop, poppy, bleeding, young, youthful, flying, leaving, journey, alternative, runaway, dirty, simple, defiant, independent, proud, Female vocals, background vocals, distorted bass, electric guitar, beats, Albany, New York, United States
I am not a star, only shining in the dark How can you work so hard and still always miss the mark? When the thoughts inside cannot outsmart the dart I change the design of my divine genetic bars I wanna fly Somebody send me up to space I wanna go Get me away from my own race I am bleeding from a hole that I cannot find But when you touch it I feel infinitely inspired The clowns and crazies are all around us baby And you cry At night Yeah I cry sometimes At night Cause I wanna fly Somebody send me up to space I wanna go Get me away from my own race I wanna fly Baby make haste I wanna go Get me away from my own face Cut me dry Bleed my bed Rock and roll it stole my head Cut me dry Bleed my bed Rock and roll it stole my head Cut me dry Bleed my bed Rock and roll it stole my head It stole my head It stole my head, head, head, head, head I am not a star I'm a whole fucking galaxy I don't subscribe to your mediated fantasies Im crouching in crop circles avoiding voices saying tell me every mistake you've ever made and I'll decide if you're insane I gotta fly Somebody send me up to space I gotta go Get me away from my own race I, I gotta fly Baby I can't stay I gotta go, oh Get me away from my own face (Get me away from my own face) Get me away from my own face (Get me away from my own face) Get me away from my own face