Dreamer

Im going back down this road

steering wheel has no control

Where we going I dont know

follow yellow bricks my bro

working hard youll meet your goals

Spreading good to feed my soul

To appreciate the top

we experience the lows

We fall down to get back up

learn lifes lessons as we grow

elevators beam me up

bite the hand that feeds you grub

hunger pains anemia

Only god knows when youre done

and you finally had enough

I know it might be rough but you gotta face the storm

Left you sitting in the dust dont mess up just perform

Hear applause they eat it up getting messy like some corn

If life is a movie then I guess I am the writer

We create what we want im living dreams up all nighter

No escape from the thought of failing teams but imma fighter

all it takes is a spark to ignite this old lighter