Am I loud and clear?

Or do I gotta scream like I did every day
When I was a troubled teen, huh?
Do you want to know my past and
See every single scar
And know what they mean, huh?
17, running up in Mickey Ds
Begging for a double cheese, huh
Saying I don't wanna grow up
And nobody let you when you're 23, huh
Came from nothing but a fucking unsupportive father
I don't ever see, I had to watch a crooked jury puy my
Brother in a penitentiary, I
Never fit in, criticism, made me the man I couldn't be
I'm reminiscing on when life was different
Spending every day at Chuckee Cheese, ah

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave til' the end
And I'll run these streets if you give me the chance

I been here so long

Maybe I should run away
Try to find a summer day
What is love?
Love is pain
Love is butterflies
And stomach aches

Love is looking
Out a windowpane
Tears dripping looking like you're in the rain
For someone you don't even know
But somebody you may never see again I
I am only alive once
And Imma die when God wants
So fill the sky with diamonds
Cause that's how it's gonna look when I'm gone

Had a vision as a kid that one day
I would change the world with my song
Several years have passed
and now that vision came to life
That boy's a fucking icon

We live on front porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I'll slave til' the end
And I'll run these streets if you give me the chance

(Ohh) Sometimes I don't wanna fucking wake up
(Ohh) When all they wanna do is bring me down
(Ohh) And all the things I went through as I came up
(Ohh) Are the fucking reasons why I run this town

We live on front porches and swing life away
(and to all my fans)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage (I told you)
If love is a labor I'll slave til' the end (till the end)
And I'll run these streets if you give me the chance

We live on front porches and swing life away
(all my dreamers)
We get by just fine here on minimum wage (stay real)
If love is a labor I'll slave til' the end (and to my love)
And I'll run these streets if you give me the chance
(stay here)

Swing life away (and what we do)
Swing life away (what we do)
Swing life away (yeah)
Swing life away (and we just)
Swing life away (let's swing life away!)
Swing life away (let's swing life away!)
Swing life away (let's swing life away!)