Do you ever feel like a plastic bag, drifting throught the wind, wanting to start again? Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin like a house of cards one blow from caving in? Do you ever feel already buried deep, six feet under scream but no one seems to hear a thing, do you know that tehre’s still a chance for you, cause there’s a spark in you, you just gotta ignite, the light and let it shine, just own the night like the Fourth of July... Cause baby you’re a firework come on show ‘em what your worth make ‘em go “Oh, oh, oh!” As you shoot across the sky ♥