Hey Pop, was this all in your plan

to make me walk around in fear

of my fellow man? 

and you said

"don't let your confidence waiver

'cause there is plenty of bad blood out there,"

and now i know.

Come hell or high water

i'd show the faithless that i was more than just my mini-skirt

and you said that I could be the one

to be a mover and make a difference

but it's so hard.

And i always wanted something but...

to be quite honest i am not so sure of this

And sometimes my fear 

outweighs your advice



this privilege

to be all that i could be

weighed down with expectations 

complicated me

hey, pop, it's me

your good little egg

on the verge of utter panic... 

why, oh why, dad? 

they'll see i'm just one of the guys

if i keep my gameface

for the rest of the show



the world around me

crumbling at my feet

Well, to be quite honest

it's a part of this game we play every day