Текст песни
Five minutes to the start now, an empty, hollow stare
No audience is wanted, no prize I have to wear
Behind the curtain, whispers, and venom in the air
But this is all that matters, can't go back from here
Take off the borrowed wings now, and drop the borrowed boots!
Why fight for someone's pORtion? It doesn't have your roots
Let them all say a jOUrney is trEcherous and steep
What's yours is all that matters, the power runs so deep
So go and make it powerful, show them what you've got
This ain't a game for AAmateurs, not some forgotten plot
Let your heart beat like thunder, a rhythm fierce and wild
And let the world hear your own theme
That's bursting out of you, a raw and dEsperate cry
Take off the borrowed wings now, and drop the borrowed boots!
Why fight for someone's pORtion? It doesn't have your roots
Let them all say a jOUrney is trEcherous and steep
What's yours is all that matters, the power runs so deep
You'll ask yourself in silence So how is this to end?
Well, no one really knows it, just make your freedom bend
The rules and be a hUrricane inside of any game
Take off the borrowed wings now, and drop the borrowed boots!
Why fight for someone's pORtion? It doesn't have your roots
Let them all say a jOUrney is trEcherous and steep
What's yours is all that matters, the power runs so deep
