Panic - Airplanes lyrics

Everyone loves to speak on how you feel How you need to do sh** right When they don't even got their lives' in order That's why I be putting up some boarders I'm stupid, I got my friends closer And for starters, panic was the name I got back in middle school Elvis is my name, no need to get technical I put my fingers in my mouth Sad cuz it's in the form of a pistol Blow my brain; it's splattered on the window I don't know why I'm so bitter Seeing all the bad gives me in an excuse to be badder I have some lines that are just for the listeners But they don't get it, so why even bother coming out even sicker Not the point, I need a miracle I need to give my life some structure Get my girl back, get myself some exposure I keep wishing on stars but they keep exploding Like their manufactured structures, airplanes for a shorter term This rap thing seems farther than closer Losing everything like I'm playing poker Looking at the super-man balloon, hanging it up like a poster Give me some hope, call in opera I just want one wish to have everything go back to normal