Look up at the starry night sky
And down to the dirty ground.
This world would be so beautiful
If it werenÂ’t for right now.
The small of my back is sore.
My arms they burn galore.
My legs that are glued to
My feet so blistered and bruised
From walkingÂ…in your shoes.
I promise that IÂ’ll be
Everything they wanted me to be.
But oh, dear God, itÂ’s tearing me apart.
This world that we live inÂ…is done.
No I wonÂ’t let this go.
I wonÂ’t let them take control
Of my life as we know.
IÂ’m completely aware
That where IÂ’m from is just one tiny
Glimpse of hell I live.
IÂ’ve been trying to see the best,
But its pushing spring and
I donÂ’t feel any weight off my chest.
And I, IÂ’ve been trying to sleep this off.
Frustrated with this game,
Cause the days always change.
But the patterns, they stay the same.
In my small town, on my back porch,
IÂ’ve been thinking about those days I acted like myself.
But those days arenÂ’t gone,
ThatÂ’s why I sing this song.
IÂ’ll find myself and IÂ’ll remain headstrong.
I wonÂ’t let this go. I wonÂ’t let this go.
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