Indie

To all the dreams I had to
My younger self
To these odd little space
Between the walls and the ceilings
Where I used to hide my secrets
And my feelings to
Where spiders got out
They bit me at night, I'm sure
Under the light
To the dull careless faces

That looked down from my walls
And sang all my songs
The songs I bled to
The songs I danced to
The songs I cried to
I feel I got lied to
When I was not enough
Cause I didn't see myself there
And I though all there was
Where all these skinny pale Indie boys

When I was not enough
Cause I didn't see myself there
And I thought I will never be
One of these skinny pale Indie boys
To all the moments I asked myself
How to be cool
As cool as these dudes
That spend all their days
And got lost in the nights
Trying to sound like Jack White

Looking back in anger
On this world full of skinnies and parties and glamour
And can you not tell me
Why I'm so stuck up
Am I
In your limelight
It was your time, right
And not mine, right
You just sang all my songs
What about all these songs

The songs I bled to
The songs I danced to
The songs I cried to
I feel I got lied to
When I was not enough
Cause I didn't see myself there

And I though all there was
Where all these skinny pale Indie boys
When I was not enough
Cause I didn't see myself there
And I thought I will never be
One of these skinny pale Indie boys
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to
I feel I got lied to