I know that it's there
My younger self is yearning for my hand
So, jump up and clasp the grip like a bar
And tell me how many pull-ups can you do now
I play eight now
I want to be just like Vernon and Ali
But somehow, I know the structure to which I was born
And my drive is just the little things that people brush past
And I just had my second one
And just like the first, the app the rots saved me
I think the future will be better but, reality proves otherwise
How many tears can I shed at 19
The world is grand and I believe in Viva la Vida now
Camus still makes sense, but he's another man who could harm you
Seeing it all now, I promise everything to you.
