Broke and hungry, looking for loose change
among the dust beneath my furniture.
You all call me crazy for living the way that I do,

and for trying to attempt the impossible.
Well, I call you blind.


Because I always dreamed and always rose
to the thought of filling the stadium shows.
I'm doing this with or without you.

I can't abandon the will
or choose to leave this life I live.
You might as well kill me,

because I'd rather die than lose.

Spent my last dime on the vending machine

in this old abandoned recording studio.
But I know that this time,
we can rebuild the foundations again,

just you and I...

Because I always dreamed and always rose

to the thought of filling the stadium shows.
I'm doing this with or without you.
I can't abandon the will

or choose to leave this life I live.
You might as well kill me,
because I'd rather die than lose.


(I thought this would be done by now)