Didn't work out the way I thought
I must have mistaken myself
For someone I was not (oh, no)
So I pushed myself to see how far I could go
Didn't need to look that far
To learn what I needed to know
with Jonathan Anderson]
Didn't want to be a quitter
But I had to find my way
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long? (How long)
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long until it's the way I thought it would be?
When I won't aim to please
And you watched me draw the line
Never to be cast again
In the same light (oh, no)
And I don't blame you, they were choices I made
Didn't want to let you down
But I can't play it that safe
In your mind am I a sinner?
Looking for relief?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long? (How long)
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long until it's the way I thought it would be?
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
No, I won't be a doll in your pretty dollhouse
No, I won't be the plaything that you can toss around
No, I won't be the child who lives for acceptance
No, I won't any longer live in my reflection
How long?
Will it take, oh-oh
How long?
Will it take me to feel?
How long?
Will it take, oh-oh
How long?
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long? (How long)
Will it take me to feel?
How long? (How long)
Will it take, oh-oh
How long until it's the way I thought it would be?
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please
When I won't aim to please

Sink your teeth into it
Right down to the bone
May take a crash to prove it
Your stale dreams can only make you grow old
You say he let you down
And now you've gone aground
You got your head buried in the sand
I know you can taste it
You're not too far away
And isn't it better to be free?
Than to live with a bad guarantee
Isn't it better to be stained?
Than to live in a warped fairytail
So fly away
Fly away
Fly away
You say he let you down
And now you've gone aground
You got your head buried in the sand
You say he let you down
And now you've gone aground
You're not doing much to be found
You say he let you down
And now you've gonе aground
You got your head buried in the sand
You say hе let you down
And now you've gone aground
You're not doing much to be
Much to be
Much
And isn't it better to be free?
Than to live with a bad guarantee
Isn't it better to be stained?
Than to live in a warped fairytail
So fly away
Fly away
Fly away

Could you step away, I'm a vicious girl
could you fill the break
we're on the right way, to swing the little axe
it's the right day, to give up the tax
We use the pain, for our fantasy
we need some pain to find the right way
we love the pain and want some more of it
control the pain, chickenhead !
Right way turning, listen we are learning
head full of noise
chickens got no choice
heads are rollin
chickenblood is stolen
the rest of the chicken
wants to picke-nicken
Could you feed your chicken, cause I'm hungering
drinks and chips for free
the muscles like Bruce Lee
We use the pain for our fantasy
we need some pain to find the right way
we love the pain and want some more of it
control the pain, chickenhead
Right way turning listen we are learning ...
Painfull, the table's red
big storm and no regret
dark side, we use the pain
captain, we are lost insane
mother, we cut the dump, mother
mother, we all, we all, we all
Right way turning, listen we are learning ...