Were Not Orphans by Gatsbys American Dream Lyrics

Artificial
Prosthetic hands are sympathetic
But I'll put and end to this
I can't keep fighting
Do I have to keep fighting?

Stop breathing x2
It's not the same x2
Because I was just a kid

It does not do well to dwell on dreams
Acceptance takes you further than you ever thought you'd go
When you chase the ghosts of things that could have been
Like a father who was never there at all
Ghosts of things that could have been
Like a father who was never there at all, at all

I was a boy
Now I'm a plane
But I can't keep this holding pattern anymore