Sometimes I think I’m a lion, the king of beasts, and I believe
I am so fast, I am so strong, my mane is gorge, my roar is awesome.
And as a lion one has to act all posh, and be elite, and set new trends.
Yet all I wanna do is give a bunch of hugs [bad word] Away. And fall into the grass. And laugh. Get [bad word] on dew, and see the sunrise full of light.
Sometimes I think I’m a lion, and that means I might never learn what is a friend, 
since everyone around me hopes for me to slip or misstep.
Sometimes I think I’m a lion, the king of beasts, enchained by my own scarlet name.
Wait, but I’m fast and strong… So why don’t I [bad word] Away? Swim under waterfalls. Get mesmerized with sunsets. [bad word] some more, [bad word] some more.
I’ll [bad word] all [bad word] all [bad word] all [bad word] all [bad word] all [bad word] all day long.
Stars fall into my waterfalls. They make me laugh tickling my nose.
Their lights slowly wake up the world.
And while I have my four great paws I won’t miss a sunrise again. No.