Isn’t it that we want some truth, purpose as teens?
So tell me my friend, do you pop ‘script n drown dreams?  

One hundred pounds on my chest like a vest, depressed;
Yet I am blessed
Yet the test has me vexed, God just put my soul at rest
While in my mind is the line played a hundred times
“They say that dreams come true and when they do there is
A beautiful thing… do you wanna, do you..” its…

Something inside you and me. This is a letter.
From my soul to yours. They say it gets better.

The fire in your heart, the spirit never fails,
The way, the truth, the light, it guides ‘til the veil.