They Could Never Murder My Spirit 1.22.21
“Faggot”
“Wetback”
"You and your fantasies"
"You are too much"
"It's all in your head"
“Wetback”
"You and your fantasies"
"You are too much"
"It's all in your head"
I might be a different person now,
But they could never break my spirit.
I've always been me; they could never take that.
But they could never break my spirit.
I've always been me; they could never take that.
Whatever happens don't ever let go of your spirit.
There's gonna be storms, they'll shake you to the ground.
Hold on to your roots.
Don't ever lose your spirit.
There's gonna be storms, they'll shake you to the ground.
Hold on to your roots.
Don't ever lose your spirit.
Keep looking forward.
Don't look down—don't pity yourself.
Don't look up—don't just wait for answers to fall onto your hands.
Don't even look sideways—you might get distracted.
Keep looking forward.
Don't look down—don't pity yourself.
Don't look up—don't just wait for answers to fall onto your hands.
Don't even look sideways—you might get distracted.
Keep looking forward.
We are a universe, We live in our own little world.
What if we all are made up, or we all are just extras?
Who's the protagonist?
"I am" you say, and it echoes through the galaxy.
Some play a stand-in; they want to be somebody else.
Some are comets; they live too fast.
Some wait for the credits, they’ve been done with this life for a while.
Who's the protagonist?
"I am" you say, and it echoes through the galaxy.
Some play a stand-in; they want to be somebody else.
Some are comets; they live too fast.
Some wait for the credits, they’ve been done with this life for a while.
Some are mees,
Some are yous,
Poor little souls, don't ever let go of your spirit.
Some are yous,
Poor little souls, don't ever let go of your spirit.
Some think it’s a leap year; they miss their turn to love—sometimes you only get one chance.
Some hold on to emptiness, until that one day comes, that one day when you have to let go
and be swallowed by a blackhole; your loneliness.
Some hold on to emptiness, until that one day comes, that one day when you have to let go
and be swallowed by a blackhole; your loneliness.
Don’t murder your own spirit.
