we have tried and failedwe have stumbled and fallenwe have tried a new taste and spit it back outwe have taken a left turn when we meant to turn rightwe lost sight of our originsbut our past never lost sight of usit’s not emulation – cause that’s not this hardnot imitation – cause that won’t take you farnot digression – cause I’m falling straight upit is progression – I’m not afraid to stand upI don’t know what is expectedbut I expected it to be greatI said « I’m trying my hardest »but he didn’t like the tapetake a look at what you’re doingand tell me I’m too lateyou say we’re walking backwardswell, that dead horse sure can runthe truthI know I canI know I willI know -I know what I have to doand now you’ll listenand I hope it won’t hurtI’ve seen your poisonyou’ve done your worstI’ve seen your betterand I can’t believe it’s true