Tear up, tear up little light
Run out to the chestnut
Tear up, tear up your eyes
Blow out into sonic oh
They have what you wouldn't need
Your soul
Longing for blooms of your seed
Tear up, tear up little ghost
Run out of calm thoughts and
Tear up when your self's the most
Run out when you feel so lost
They have what you wouldn't need
Your soul
Longing for blooms of your seed
Dim crown on clarity's head
Deep down you lost your eyes on the track
Get your things and go
To the point of no return
Get your things and go
Till your eyes and feet burn
You haven't had much
Of your life till this day
You never held much
From all that they say
Tear up, tear up, little sigh
Fly up to the attic
Tear up, tear up the lie
Run out when you feel so lost
They have what you wouldn't need
Your soul
Longing for blooms of your seed
Dim crown on clarity's head
Deep down you lost your eyes on the track
You chose to be the queen of laughter
But you inherit worlds of tears
All white buckeyes you had left
Are carried away like your peers
And your mind like the window
Let your eyelids be the door
You just close 'em and shush, oh
Cut it off for evermore
Now you're dropping off the high chair
Throwing dirt on the lies
Losing gravity in thin air
With pennies on your eyes oh
Get your things and go
To the point of no return
Get your things and go
Till your eyes and feet burn
You haven't had much
Of your life till this day
You never held much
From all that they say
Get your things and go[x2]
Haven't had much[x2]