

(yeah) (uh-huh) Late-night texts on a silent phone
Heavy is the head that sits on the throne Stacking up receipts
we already paid
Living in the shadow that the empire made (mmm)
Every win feels like a memory fading Everyone is watching,
everybody debating But we still fly high,
we still fly free
Looking at the city from the balcony (yeah)
Old friends acting like they don't know the name
But they watch every single move in the game
We just let the feathers ruffle on the wing
While we count up every single song we sing
(for real)
Every win feels like a memory fading Everyone is watching,
everybody debating But we still fly high,
we still fly free
Looking at the city from the balcony (oh yeah)
Just let it go
(just let it fly) (hmmm)