Look at a life 
And the one beside 
Now look the other way 
These futures forming 
From the get go day one 
Will be better than 
Or is expected to be 
Tell me who's fortunate 
Incendiary remark my words 
They shouldn't mean a thing 
Even with how mean I like to be  [bad word] rake me over 
New form of torture 
One more time 
I'll do it to mine 
And look the other way 

You'll never measure up 
Up up and away 
Way beyond anywhere you think 
You'll be able to reach higher 
Everything is about getting higher 
Farther, faster, bigger, better 
Way bigger than you'll ever be 
You tiny little swine 
Offer nothing kind to anyone 
Should've never been not good enough 
Look at that It's awful remarks 
My words stockpile 
Short fuse 
Fusillade [bad word] 
Bust open [bad word] 
Tell me who's fortune you want 

This California 
Kind of torture 
Where the sun shines 
All the time 
Can I just look away? 

Way [bad word] 
If that exists 
I'll meet you there 
Way upon the stairs I've floated up... 

When it began [bad [bad word] 
Damage in other ways 
Abilities, fortunes  [bad word] pear shaped 
Off course mistakes 
Everything better than 
They really did a number on you 

One more time 
I'll walk on the mine 
I looked the other way 

Way beyond wildest imaginations 
You can be, you can be 
Way above the stars I'm wishing on 
There's always higher, there's always higher 

Way [bad word] 
This one, that one 
Way above the stars we're shooting for 
You can see 
You can see.