Look up at the starry night sky
And down to the dirty ground.
This world would be so beautiful
If it weren’t for right now.
The small of my back is sore.
My arms they burn galore.
My legs that are glued to
My feet so blistered and [bad word] From walking…in your shoes.

I promise that I’ll be
Everything they wanted me to be.
But oh, dear God, it’s tearing me apart.
This world that we live in…is done.

No I won’t let this go.
I won’t let them take control
Of my life as we know. [bad word] aware
That where I’m from is just one tiny
Glimpse of [bad word] I live.

I’ve been trying to see the best,
But its pushing spring and
I don’t feel any weight off my chest.
And I, I’ve been trying to sleep this off. [bad word] with this game,
Cause the days always change.
But the patterns, they stay the same.

In my small town, on my back porch,
I’ve been thinking about those days I acted like myself.
But those days aren’t gone,
That’s why I sing this song.
I’ll find myself and I’ll remain headstrong.

I won’t let this go. I won’t let this go.