my new religion

Mr. Big

Fears is a thief in the night
It leaves you hopeless
I believe in dreams, I believe in flying
I am what I am, what I am
And I m sorry if I displease you
What am I fighting for
It s not my war

Till today I was in my way
Clouding up the lens
Of my own vision

I gave up on magic wands
For the right to get it wrong
And brave the world s collisions
I ll turn out my crystal ball
If I stumble I will crawl
Make my new religion

I d rather be banging my head
Even if it kills me
I believe in chance,
I believe in crashing
Better you re true to yourself
Than a perfect shadow
Of somebody else
An empty shell

Here today I m gonna run my own way
Somehow I don t need your permission