take me back to New York City

Take me back to New York City
 Where I could stand atop the world
 Let's take a trip to New Orleans
 With Mardi Gras and French cuisine
 The world is big, but I've always dreamt of more
 I'd break my bones just to take a trip to Mars
 And sell my soul for a moment in the stars
 But I'm scared that once I'm there
 I'll sing the same songs as before
 Take me back to New York City
 Where I could stand atop the world
 Let's book a flight to Paris, France
 And show our glee with zealous dance
 Just send me back to 2008
 Where thеy said, "Don't waste your youth
 'Cause by the timе that you get to my age
 You'll be missing all the things you used to do
 And don't you find it funny how
 The things that we find funny now
 Will be nothing but a distant memory"
 My teeth have turned into adults, I chew my nails as result
 And my fears are much bigger than the dark
 With constant insecurities and way too much anxiety
 From overthinking every choice I've made
 I wish I could escape my head from listing every insult said
 But it's hard when you hate yourself more than them
 Take me back to New York City
 Where I could stand atop the world
 Let's drive my car to South L.A
 And walk around Pacific Bay
 I'm setting sail to modern Rome
 And tell my mom I'm not coming home
 And say to dad, I just need to be alone
 And tell the dog that he's been a good boy
 Signed, your son who's never truly found joy
 Take me back to New York City
 Where I could stand atop the world
 Let's take a trip to New Orleans
 With Mardi Gras and French cuisine
 I hope to visit London someday
 And wave hello to the queen
 Oh, take me back to the Empire State
 Oh, take me back to 2008
 Oh, take me back to the Statue of Liberty
 So I can see what true happiness can bring
 Signed, your son
 Leaving home to clean his slate
 And I love you all
 But I'm afraid that it's too late
 I'm on my own for now
 I'll see you some other day
 Signed, your son on a trip far away
 There's not much more left to say