I did it, did it,
Whoa, I did it.
Hey Doubters, I did it.
Went over the edge.
I bit off—committed,
Made this pledge.
Rappel down my mountain of woeful intent.
And step off—a leap of faith descent.
A second chance, reinvent.
So maybe I’m just your typical predictable,
Living my daily mundane.
Trying to make a go of it, trying to take the high road,
So trying to keep my head in the game.
This decision is pivotal, tired of living minimal.
There’s got to be more to attain.
I’m deeper than your shallow glance.
The depth to change one’s circumstance.
Hey Skeptics, accept it, I’m makin’ a move.
You critics, forget it. Scratched. Removed.
I’m droppin you cynics, your nasty abuse.
Your scams and your gimmicks, those false views.
Can no longer excuse.
So tired of being so miserable,
Pitiful, grinding out my daily routine.
Searching for additional, craving more original,
Tired of being stuck in between.
Done flirting with trouble,
Gotta vacate this bubble.
Experience a whole new scene.
Find the strength to finally leave.
Find faith from those who still believe.