LYRIC

A child alone in daddys room
The gun was hidden their
No one home to catch me when I fall

A young man now in a private chair
Ive seen the world through a bitter stare
But my dream is still alive
Im going to be the best I can

I want to be a busy man
I want to see a change in the future
Im gonna make the best of what I have
I want to write for a magazine
Im gonna be the best they've ever seen
I know I'll win if I give it all I can

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I wont let go, gotta make the grade
No, I wont let go
To be the best man, the best man that I can

Back street hoop star youve got it good
You uwere the wonder of the crumbling neighborhood
Now taking bids on the next six digit plan
Showed me that my will survived
The tragedy that came into my life
Giving me hope and the new start
That I have

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Step by step I dream the plan
]from my chair to walking man
This constant dream is on my mind
Caaase the light I see ahead
Luminate the path I tread
I live to be the best I can

Now Im moving forward
And Im never looking back
Straight ahead, focused on the big attack
On a roll and Im never slowing down
I wont be torn between
The man in the chair
And the man that's in my dream
Im going to melt the two men into one

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