Lyrics

I had a thought today
No one seemed impressed
But I'm clapping anyway
Mother always said I could be
Anything I want
She was always cruel like that

I'm so close, I can taste it
And I'm just shy, of making a difference
I gotta work hard, to make it look easy
'Cause I'm a stepchild of a genius


My creativity answers all my questions
But tells me nothing
Maybe if I broke a record
You would notice me
I'm the fastest runner-up you've seen



I'm so close, I can taste it
And I'm just shy, of making a difference
I gotta work hard, to make it look easy
'Cause I'm a stepchild of a genius

Blown away again
Pick me up my friend