My Story
Location
Old Town, New City
Bussing tables just to make seven fifty
Got no time, no sleep
When I muster emotion, I go deep
Feeling down until I hit the town
Rolling through , running around
Friendship will last
Even through the blast
We're rulig like pirates, so raise mast
Endless nights of practice, like this
Working hard to raise bar
Hitting it home in my car
And in the end of it all
Everyone I know will rise or fall
I gotta make a decision
Thinking hard with poise and precision
I have made my choice
Now I want all of you to join me now and raise your voice