Head Held High
HEAD HELD HIGH
YOU THINK I’M DONE, FINISHED, BOUT TO GIVE UP,
THAT’S AIGHT, I’LL BE FINE
I BEEN DOWN ON MY LUCK BEFORE YOU CAME ALONG,
AND I’M SURE THIS WON’T BE TH LAST TIME
YOU THINK LIFE’S TOUGH, OK
CUZ I KNOW THAT I’M TOUGHER,
YOU CAN KEEP LOCKING THE DOORS,
AND I’LL KEEP LOOKIN FOR ANOTHER
I’M NOT PHASED, OR DEFEATED,
DAMN SURE AIN’T DONE,
DON’T YOU GET IT? I’M NOT LIVING FOR ME ANYMORE,
I’M LIVING FOR MY SON
I’M A SURVIVOR, GUESS WHAT I DO,
SURVIVE,
IT JUST MEANS I AIN’T AMAZING RIGHT NOW,
BUT EVEN ON MY WORST DAY, I’M STILL JUST FINE
NO SHORTCUTS, I DO THINGS THE "RIGHT WAY",
WITH NO DESCRIMINATION HONESTLY AND FAIR
WOULD I WANT ARLO TO SEE ME DO THIS, LIKE JIMINY CRICKET,
THAT QUESTION, IS ALWAYS THERE
SO GO AHEAD DEMONS,
I’M READY,
LET’S BRING ON THE RAIN,
THE ROUTE MAY ALTER,
BUT MY DESTINATION
WON’T EVER CHANGE,
Copyright © Jesse Jorges | Year Posted 2012
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