I’m holding onto all I can
Can’t try to take that away
One little thing I know
Is I’ll never win if I never play
I’m holding onto all I can
And I listen to Bob Marley
Every little thing will be ok So I’m told I’m nobody till I’m somebody
Turn it around again
Some they say I might be crazy
But tenacity ain’t a sin
So I’m trying and I’m trying and I’m trying again
Know exactly where I am My mind is forgiving to my soul’s decision
And my body don’t give a damn
So I’m feeling for a switch
I’ve been flipping around my current condition
A way to get up, stand up from a sitting position
I try to be cool and understand the collision
When the mission was already planned
So I stand on the edge of the land
Bury my feet in the sand
Try to establish a plan
A way to trust my life with my band
I know where I’m supposed to be, but don’t know where to go Drifting around again
I’ll answer your stares like they’re questionnaires
And I’ll grin a perfect ten
So I’m trying and I’m trying and I’m trying again
Know exactly who I am My soul is tolerating of my mind debating
If my heart still gives a damn
1 | I Think God Smokes Weed |
2 | Red Sunday |
3 | All Night |
4 | Spaceship Earth |