Hey, I tried to free myself from that sense of being unwanted
And I failed a thousand times but I tried
I put weights on my back and then I fell
I bled from my nose and I got back up
But at twenty years old I already wonder if I'm too tired
If what I need is what I desired
If one day I will really be fulfilled
And I am scared

And you stay a palm's length from my ass, you asshole
I always chose to be one and only one
Touch the sky and return to eating asphalt
Sometimes I cried, but that's not what stops me
I want my redemption
You stay a palm's length from my ass, you asshole
I chose to be one and only one
Touch the sky and return to eating asphalt
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

Hey, make space, make a lot of it
Because now the world is not enough for me, the stage is not enough for me
They called me in every way, even a coward
I died more than a hundred times, never died in vain
You tell me what you're hiding, what do you have in your palm?
Because after you looked at me you call me crazy
If you think I've changed, that I'm someone else
You haven't understood a damn thing, so why the hell are you looking at me?

And you stay a palm's length from my ass, I repeat it
I chose to look further ahead than what I see
I don't forget my past, I don't deny it
Hit hard, I won't fall, I stay standing, ah, ah
You stay a palm's length from my ass, you asshole
I chose to be one and only one
Touch the sky and return to eating asphalt
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit
Ah, ah, ah, hey
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

Hey, for what I've lived, the time I've wasted
You thought I was dead and then I was reborn
Have they ever told you what it's like to be an artist?
Of everything I've lost, that I've sacrificed
Of having no voice, being out of breath
Of having a thousand people waiting for your mistake
Knowing that every misstep will be condemned
I often wonder if I was just lucky
And my anger doesn't go away
I hope my past is taken away by paper
He's crazy, this guy is crazy, you ask why I do it
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit

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