Do you ever feel like a plastic bag drifting through the wind wanting to start again? 
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin like a house of cards, one blow from caving in? 
Do you ever feel already buried deep six feet under screams but no one seems to hear a thing?
Do you know that there is still a c h a n c e for you? 'Cause there is a SPARK in you, 
You just gotta ignite the l i g h t and let it SHINE, just own the night like the 4th of July.
'Cause baby you are a f i r e w o r k. Come on! show' em what you’re WORTH.
Make'em go -Oh, oh, oh- as you shoot across the s k y. 
Baby, you are a f i r e w o r k. Come on! Let your COLORS BURST. 
Make'em go -Oh, oh, oh- you are gonna leave'em falling d o w n. 
You don’t have to feel like a waste of space, you are o r i g i n a l, cannot be replaced. 
If you only knew what the Future holds, after a hurricane comes a R a i n b o w.
Maybe YOUR reason why all the doors are closed, 
So you could open one that leads you to the PERFECT ROAD.
Like a lightning bolt, your heart will blow,
And when it’s time  you'll know.