Yeah! I’m right here!
The late night thinker
With my eyes wide open

And my questions never answered

He clenches to his dreams
No more sweaty palms or sweaty grip

Sadly no more shooting starts to wish upon
But big o leaps, no more baby steps

And he knows it’s a trap
All these flashing lights, want him off the tracks

The devil in disguise, he knows that

But he’s out to create something
He knows it

Maybe a silly thought in your head
So let it remain in mine
He knows it’s true to his heart

For the ones who really need it
Trust! I’ll bleed for ya’ll

No don’t need to know ya