A walking contradiction, but you don't wanna be
Trying to divide opinion, the fact from make believe
You feel all the friction, anybody can see
Pull up, but pull them all down
With the things I loved about myself
Don't you wanna wake up, wake up what's inside？
And take back your empty crown？
You wanna make it, make it, make it count
Despite the world, the world is mine
In spite of me, I can't let go
Gotta make it, make it, make it count
Better to once have been, then never try to be
We got to break tradition, If we're to find the key
Where there is conviction, someone show it to me
Like a red pill with blue insides
