I’m so tired of being here
Suppressed by all of my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
Your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I’d fight away all of your fears
And I’ve held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me

Waking up sweatin’ from the stress of being caged out
Everything I write is played out like what is this
Tear the whole page out
Man [bad word] from holes in the wall but they don’t know the past
Even if I told them it all they wouldn’t know the half
So maybe I fill up my luggage with all these dreams
And put on my black coat and my black chucks and nothing in my jeans
It’s just one, til the [bad word] like Rocky’s movie scene
The day I’m on top of the world, look up the screen like this is me,
This is Kells [bad word] by the public without the nails
Do or die in my city but clearly I never failed
Lost myself in the game when I found myself in a cell
And I found myself in the fame when I lost myself in the pills
And you cannot mess with me still, seen the boys and they winnin’
Underdogs of the year, Cleveland boys in the buildin’
What the [bad word] is a ceiling?
I’m taking this to the top
And when I leave the whole world drops
Lace up Kells

When you cried I’d wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I’d fight away all of your fears
And I’ve held your hand through all of these years
But you still have all of me