sometimes i feel like saying something witty
but my mind can't find the right words
So again I'm trapped in the corner
Back against the wall
I cant move at all
Im stuck here
And he wont let me fall
Keep your head up
Stand tall
I am the chosen one
The one to make it
A new sound is playing in my head
I see me and my band
Filling arenas, and festivals
Seats are sold out
For what?
A plain sound
That no one has thought of
Something new
Youll see me soon!
They might say im crazy
Or I am begging for attention
Those are just rumors
For people to give me more
Ill give you everything I have
Its all part of the plan
We die with nothing
Ill give it all now
To have everything tomorrow
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