I was here
I was there
I was running
I was scared
Dreams fading
Lungs dying
What could I do to be my own hero
Remained unanswered
On the streets, i was wanted dead and a prize was named
But I never abandoned my town, I faced my fate.
If it was death I was ready
For a legacy I built over years, couldn't afford to watch it drop
So I drew my sword when they drew theirs
I won the fight and now I'm King.