I packed my stuff
Said my last goodbye
Someone told me that I'm no good, it's not true
I got fire in my eyes
I always knew
I would let them see
What it's like to be on the top
I won't stop
I'll make it real
They think it's all about
Like I'm not enough
I work too hard for you to call it luck
I guess I'm a bit too much
I hate how they lie And think they're always right
They don't know that rules don't apply When
you're high and you're never coming down
They think it's all about Like I'm not enough
I work too hard for you to call it luck I guess I'm a bit too much
Na na na na na na...
Na na na na na na...
Na na na na na na...
na na na nope
Na na na na na na...
Na na na
na na na...
Na na na na na na...
Na na na na na na...
Na na, na na na na na na
Don't you think that you've already been there?
Where these people are telling you nightmares
Round and round and round and round
Na na, na na, na na na na na
