Tytuł: The Melting Point Of Wax

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I've waited for this moment
  All my life and more
  And now i see so clearly
  What i could not see before.
  The time is now or never
  This chance won't come again
  Throw caution and myself to the wind.
  
  There's no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
  But im willing to find out what impossible means.
  A leap of faith.
  
  Parody of an angel
  Miles above the sea
  I hear the voice of reason
  Screaming up to me
  "You flew too high, for now your too close to the sun
  Soon your makeshift wings will come undone"
  
  But how will I know limits from life if i never try?
  
  Theres no promise of safety with these secondhand wings
  But im willing to find out what impossible means.
  Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
  Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me.
  Nothing to me
  Nothing to me
  
  I will touch the sun or I will die trying.
  Die Trying.
  
  Fly on these secondhand wings
  Willing to find out what impossible means
  Climb to the heavens on feathers and dreams
  Because the melting point of wax means nothing to me
  Nothing to me
  Means nothing to me
  Miles above the sea.