I guess you really did it this time

Leftt yourself in a war path

Lost you balance on a tight rope
Lost your mind trying to get it back
Wasn’t it easier in your lunch box days?

Wasn’t it beautiful when you believed in everything?

Everybody believed in you.
Who you are is not where you’ve been.

There’s some things you can’t speak of

But at night you live it all again
You wouldn’t be shattered on the floor now
If only you’ve been seeing what you know now then

It’s okay, life is a tough crowd

32 is still growing up now
Who you are is not what you did

Today is never too late to be brand new.