| Well I’ve been brave, and I have been there for my friends
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| And I’ve been enslaved by stupid shit that should have surely meant my end
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| Prior convictions, while they will give me no reprieve
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| I still try not to contradict things I’ve believed…
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| And sometimes when I wake, the morning light
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| Shows me the things that I’ve done right
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| Tells me I’ll make it through the day
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| Tells me I’ll make it through the night…
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| So if my dad could see me now would he be proud
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| That I’ve become the man I am, that I don’t do just what’s allowed
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| That I mean every word I say to every face that’s in this crowd
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| So if you’re listening, I’ll play it loud…
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| And I’ve lashed out, just like an animal in pain
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| And I’ve looked everywhere but me to point the blame
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| And I’ve been selfish, and motivated by my fears
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| And so impossible to deal with through the years…
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| And sometimes when I hear that sad old song
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| It brings me right back to my wrongs
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| It brings me right back to despair
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| Right back to f*ck it, I don’t care
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| But sometimes when I wake, the morning light
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| Shows me the things that I’ve done right
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| Tells me I’ll make it through the day
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| Tells me I’ll make it through the night…
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| So if my dad could see me now would he be proud
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| That I’ve become the man I am, that I don’t do just what’s allowed
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| That I mean every word I say to every face that’s in this crowd
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| So if you’re listening, I’ll play it loud…
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| So if my dad could see me now would he be proud
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| That I’ve become the man I am, that I don’t do just what’s allowed
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| So just in case there is a heaven, and in case you’re looking down
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| In case you’re listening, I’ll play it loud
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| In case you’re listening, old man, I’ll play it loud
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| Yeah, I’ll play it loud |