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