Paroles de Pocket

I've always hated my shoulders, the idea of getting older I hate that I'm bigger, my last body was a soldier I could go back to fighting, think about her every night, I'm Kind of jealous, kind of pining for a smaller place and time I wanna fit right in your pocket Since I was a kid, what I always wanted Push it away, blow dandelions Lighter than clouds and disappear out Grow flower fields in my stomach Fit in your pocket I've always hated the spring time Shedding sleeves, showing new lines Conditioned to go into hiding Trading sunshine for streetlights Becoming someone I resent and The last thing I wanted to stand for Tell my friends, "know your power" Half alive behind closed doors I wanna fit right in your pocket Since I was a kid, what I always wanted Push it away, blow dandelions Lighter than clouds and disappear out Grow flower fields in my stomach I wanna fit right in your pocket Since I was a kid, I never could stop it Push it away, blow dandelions Lighter than clouds and disappear out Grow flower fields in my stomach Fit in your pocket Is that what you wanted? Now that you've got it (got it) Was it all that you wanted? (wanted) Now they want this I've always hated my shoulders, the idea of getting older I hate that I'm bigger, my last body was a soldier