Duncan Laurence - Skyboy

Dad's in his car
Mom's in a dress
You spilled the tea
On your Sunday best
She said: I love you
But it's just not right
Now you turned eighteen
With a broken mind

You had to learn to lie
To be honest
You had to learn to fly
To get somewhere
Had to sit up straight
Hide your sin
Cause they won't forgive you
Like the other kids
You said: should I change
Who I am
For this little town
Full of big old heads
You had to learn to cry
To feel something
You had to learn to fly
To get somewhere

So take your neon shoes
To the city
When the trumpet sounds
At least you'll look pretty
You're going high
Just fly, boy
Enjoy the ride
Skyboy

You fell in love
With a bitter guy
He broke you down
And he took your smile
You got it wrong
But you'll get it right
You got to trust yourself
And hold your head up high So take your neon shoes
To the city
When the trumpet sounds
At least you'll look pretty
You're going high
Just fly, boy
Enjoy the ride
Skyboy

Just fly
And if you can't find heaven
Just make your own paradise
Your happiness is worth the sacrifice
Just fly

So take your neon shoes
To the city
When the trumpet sounds
At least you'll look pretty
You're going high
Just fly, boy
Enjoy the ride
Skyboy

So take your neon shoes
To the city