Watsky - Fireworks lyrics

It’s hard to be living
You gotta play the cards you were given
You think it’s simple but it goddamn isn’t
It’s tougher now than breaking
Out of Shawshank prison
And as you’re hittin your prime
People say you been committing a crime
But, I won’t quit till I’m home
I’ll chip the limestone a bit at a time
Wait! I’m a pale ass pale
Middle-class straight white male
I won’t have an alibi the day I fail
Cause if I ever went to jail
Mom would pay my bail

Mom and Dad have given me a lot
More than a pat on the back
And I gotta thank ‘em for loving me
From the moment I was strapped
In a Volvo car seat when I needed a pep talk
I couldn’t remember to wreck shop
Writer’s block, staring at my laptop desktop
Or sleeping in my rental in
A turnpike rest stop
Shit in storage, living from a suitcase
Thinking "this is how a silver spoon tastes?"
Cause you can make a dream possible
But it’ll never be easy
No matter what you chase
If you wanna poke fun then do so
I’ll do it for you, it’s no crime

So tell me that I’m not a rapper
Tell Rudolph he can’t pull sleighs
Tell Pluto it’s not a planet
And he’ll probably keep spinning in
The same old way on and on, every day
Right around the sun, wanna feel the rays
You do it ‘cause you love it
Like nothing else in the universe
And fuck it, it’s embedded in your DNA

Boom! It was really loud i mean
Seriously loud boom! Boom! Boom!
Were you scared?
I'm probably like i'm probably like the
One who was getting scared
Like ten times more often then
Anybody else I know!
I think people that say that they're not
Scared are lying about not being scared
Yeah so is people saying
That they're not ticklish