When i die i wanna be remembered
as a wise man born in november
who fought his whole life to touch emotions
dedication to passion with so much devotion
settled on a dream with so much motion
been on a rocky road, tryin to find a clear view
to see the right path for me to steer to
tell my demons if they talkin I CAN'T HEAR YOU
i was shoutin at the devil while tryin to make my peace with god
it's hard being me, feelin like a voice for the underdog's
tell em if other's say you can't, show em that you will
i take my critics to the dance, and show em my skill
2 steppin thru the crowded room, they better make way
cuz no barricade can stop me on my hay-day
cuz if i have nothin to lose, what are you gonna take away?
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