作词 : Little Scream/Lisa Iwanycki
 作曲 : Little Scream/Lisa Iwanycki
Well it hurt too much to pray for it
So I sold my shit to pay for it
Now I'm ragged and I’m lean
Bearing the dead weight of a dream
But I remember it well and I remember it clear
That moment I said I've gotta get outta here
Singing that Holiday tune
Drinking whisky alone in my room
A drunken train wreck with a sense of direction
Gonna make it outta here despite your affection
Said if I don't break free, then it’ll break me
But the sun doesn't shine in the back of that hall
And everybody scatters when you start to fall
Well if you crack that mirror when you hit the wall
Baby, go and make yourself a disco ball
Let your light scatter and fall
Through it all
When I first started out, people said I was bold
They didn't realize I was running from the fear of getting old
And visions of my future self
With a cigarette hanging out of my mouth
And a hairnet on in some kitchen down south
My potential soaked in gin
Talking about what I could've been
So I sold myself to the American dream
I got a predatory loan with my spirit on lien
They say “you can make it if you try”
Then they'll stand around watching you dying
And I see the luck drying up wherever I go
Vacant windows, foreclosed homes
I may be lost but I am not alone
So if the sun doesn't shine in the back of your hall
And if everybody scatters when you start to fall
Well if you crack that mirror when you hit the wall
Baby, go and make yourself a disco ball
And let your light scatter and fall
Let your light scatter and fall
Through it all