Pick your grave and a cherry or two
If you wanna be afraid then follow my view
If you want to go don't behave
And if you wanna pray that's okay
But you've gone too far to carry your youth
But, oh
Asking for the city lights
I'm fine till the ceiling stops me
So high
And I never want to compromise
I'm fine until they pull you off me
I cry
Pick your grave and a cherry or two
If you wanna be afraid then follow my view
If you want to go don't behave
And if you wanna pray that's okay
But you've gone too far to carry your youth
But, oh
Asking for the city lights
I'm fine till the ceiling stops me
So high
And I never want to compromise
I'm fine until they pull you off me
I cry
I cry
I cry
I cry