I live my life to kiss the dimly lit reflection
To jeopardize the finer print
But half my life was spent in hit or miss rejections of
Of the lie I should've been

Old soul eyes
Mine to unfold
For a shirt full of holes

The Sun'll rise when I'm asleep under the table
Unable to open my eyes
To realize that I would die in aesop's fable for
For the lie I couldn't give

Old soul eyes
Mine to unfold
For a shirt full of holes

I live my life inside a spoon
And I'm a bigger fraud than you
I live my life inside a drawer
And I will not be ignored
I gave it all to be a broadway star
I gave it all to sing
Beyond the boulevard

Old soul eyes
Mine to unfold
For a shirt full of holes
Shirt full of holes

I live my life to kiss the dimly lit reflection
To jeopardize the finer print
But half my life was spent in hit or miss rejections of
Of the lie I should've been

Old soul eyes
Mine to unfold
For a shirt full of holes
Shirt full of holes