Tell me, what you want? What you need? Tell me, tell me, tell me Tell me, what you want? What you need? Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, what you want? What you need? Tell me, tell me, tell me Tell me, what you want? What you need? Tell me, tell me, tell me
I grew up in place Where they told you what to chase Told you how to run the race Every move was on the page But I didn't like their way Had to fight and misbehave Had to find a way to change Had to leave to find my way Caught up in a daydream
I be in my mind up there almost daily It's how I pass time, no opinions safely It's how I understand what I want in this place, see 'Cause everybody wanna tell you bad things What could go wrong, what the fame brings, but Success is a finicky thing And if you ain't sure, no, it'll never be
And I don't wanna let myself down, myself down And I don't wanna let myself down, myself down
I will run, runaway, I don't have to plan it I can go change my fate You won't understand it All alone, that's okay People I can't stand them They don't want me to change Keep me where I'm standing And I don't want to be where I am And I want something more, take a chance It could be, possibly my last dance My last dance
And I don't wanna let myself down, myself down And I don't wanna let myself down, myself down
Compositor: Brandon Christopher Horth (Neffex) ECAD: Obra #38839284