Running through the acres
Chasing dreams
Searching for the ransom
of this long
lost me
Id die to find.
Took myself for granted
and now
here I stand.
Sold my soul for "sustenance",
The kind I never had.
My brother told me
"Boy, how did you get so tall?
*I've seen those devils licking
at your heels,*
I'm surprised you walk it off.
(B-but I'm trying,) I try!
Working oh so hard
But I never make excuses
For the things I've done.
Never ran away, I never run.
Why should I
have to cover my face?
Sins that my father bore
don't ride my back
or haunt this place.
I long for the solace
of the evergreen.
Reminisce
of innocence lost.
Where law don't live
and "wild" means "free".
I are who I am
cause all the places I've been.
I are who I am,
*I wouldn't give it *
for the world.