I wanted to be a better brother, better son. Wanted to be a better adversary to the evil I have done
Sometimes we will die and sometimes we will fly away. Either way you're by my side until my dying days
What if my dream does not happen? Would I just change what I've told my friends?
I'm a pro at imperfections and I'm best friends with my doubt
I can't believe how much I hate, Pressures of a new place roll my way
Wake up, you need to make money.
There's no hiding for me. I'm forced to deal with what I feel
I try desperately to run through the sand, As I hold the water In the palm of my hand. Cause it's all that I have
Let's take this a second at a time, Let's take this one song, this one rhyme
Dear friend, here we are again pretending To understand how you think your world is ending
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