Bring the pain.
I don't think you've had enough.
I'd be singing in the rain if I were you to think it's tough.
Keep it moving.
I'm hard to kill; your 'everything' is torture, And telling me I'm selfish is only your misfortune.
A 'nightmare' to your dream life of being safe; Of you knowing if I've ever took as much that I can take.
I'm the light to your darkness.
Fire in my eyes shining bright as a coffin.
And now is not the time, I'm still breathing.
My heart is beating.
It hasn't stopped.
Undefeated, And that's the reason, of why you're not.
If the greatest loser hung upon a cross for you to worship, Religion isn't saving me from burning down your churches.
My name was taught when I was brought to this earth.
Keep it a name you wouldn't want to change buried in dirt.
And that's the truth!
I'm the living proof!
Everywhere I go I'm consistent.
You told yourself I do it all for show.
Give it to me!
I'm hard to kill, Your 'everything' is torture.
Telling me I'm selfish is only your misfortune.
My new beginnings of living and let it go; Your opinion will never be worth the price of my soul, I'm... Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure.
Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure."
I'm still standing."
When you haven't made a living off of lyrics that you've written, For as long as I've been writing songs then you become pathetic.
Headed nowhere, with people sayin' "be an adult," And as long as you keep on writing Everything is your fault.
You're such a loser.
Look at all the money you've spent.
You're an abuser.
We've all had to suffer from this '
Cause you're a piece of shit.
All you are is trying to be black!
There's therapy you need bad as when you overreact. "
So get the fuck out my house!" "
You're a negative creep!" "
And I don't need you." That's the kind of life that I lead, Of getting told you're not a man, or a person they can stand.
The closest people to me are turning their backs again.
I forgive you.
Tell yourselves whatever you want Saying I'm sorry means that I won't let regret in my heart.
Being right or wrong, doesn't matter when you're gone.
It's a pleasure to have met you for growing even more, but I'm... Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure.
Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure."
I'm still standing."
I look for goodness, been coming up short.
I look for those who will accept me And nothing is forced.
I look for those who won't judge me, And help me of course, And look for ways that I can help them to deal with their thoughts.
I look for people that inspire me to do what I've not, Who keep us on the same level like they never forgot.
I look for teachers that are students, talking like friends, If you can do this!
I'm always here as long as you live!
I look for; we will be together through sunny or stormy weather.
I will stand by your side, no matter what!
It's forever.
I appreciate the strength I'll have to find to proceed; To pray for you's the only way I'm getting down on my knees, 'cause I am, Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure
Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure"
I'm still standing."
Bring the pain.
I don't think you've had enough.
I'd be singing in the rain if I were you to think it's tough.
Keep it moving.
I'm hard to kill; your 'everything' is torture, And telling me I'm selfish is only your misfortune.
A 'nightmare' to your dream life of being safe; Of you knowing if I've ever took as much that I can take.
I'm the light to your darkness.
Fire in my eyes shining bright as a coffin.
And now is not the time, I'm still breathing.
My heart is beating.
It hasn't stopped.
Undefeated, And that's the reason, of why you're not.
If the greatest loser hung upon a cross for you to worship, Religion isn't saving me from burning down your churches.
My name was taught when I was brought to this earth.
Keep it a name you wouldn't want to change buried in dirt.
And that's the truth!
I'm the living proof!
Everywhere I go I'm consistent.
You told yourself I do it all for show.
Give it to me!
I'm hard to kill, Your 'everything' is torture.
Telling me I'm selfish is only your misfortune.
My new beginnings of living and let it go; Your opinion will never be worth the price of my soul, I'm... Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure.
Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure."
I'm still standing."
When you haven't made a living off of lyrics that you've written, For as long as I've been writing songs then you become pathetic.
Headed nowhere, with people sayin' "be an adult," And as long as you keep on writing Everything is your fault.
You're such a loser.
Look at all the money you've spent.
You're an abuser.
We've all had to suffer from this '
Cause you're a piece of shit.
All you are is trying to be black!
There's therapy you need bad as when you overreact. "
So get the fuck out my house!" "
You're a negative creep!" "
And I don't need you." That's the kind of life that I lead, Of getting told you're not a man, or a person they can stand.
The closest people to me are turning their backs again.
I forgive you.
Tell yourselves whatever you want Saying I'm sorry means that I won't let regret in my heart.
Being right or wrong, doesn't matter when you're gone.
It's a pleasure to have met you for growing even more, but I'm... Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure.
Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure."
I'm still standing."
I look for goodness, been coming up short.
I look for those who will accept me And nothing is forced.
I look for those who won't judge me, And help me of course, And look for ways that I can help them to deal with their thoughts.
I look for people that inspire me to do what I've not, Who keep us on the same level like they never forgot.
I look for teachers that are students, talking like friends, If you can do this!
I'm always here as long as you live!
I look for; we will be together through sunny or stormy weather.
I will stand by your side, no matter what!
It's forever.
I appreciate the strength I'll have to find to proceed; To pray for you's the only way I'm getting down on my knees, 'cause I am, Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure
Moving on.
The song is done; we're the owners.
Cleaning up, all that's left.
The party's over!
I didn't want, the song to end before I told you, Or shut it off!
Now all we keep is our composure"
I'm still standing."