Take Two by Young Poet

Thrive In A Modern Era by Young Poet

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Take Two
by Young Poet

Album: Thrive In A Modern Era

Black tie black pants white button-down.
Soaked sweat, face on the ground.
Stand up let's fight let's throw it down.
Pray and hope that it's not over now.

It would take a miracle
Or something more atypical. (Let's go!)
A team of wild horses
couldn't drag me away.

I'm a lover, not a fighter.
I'm a poet, not a coffee shop writer.
I brought the news
I'm better off without you,
But there's something about
This show you brought me to.

I'm on my way back up, I'm alright;
I'm feeling alive for the first time.
I can stand up thanks to the others.
We were only friends,
But now we're brothers

(Raise up your arms!)

We are a battle scar
Passed down from our fathers;
We know who we are.
We exist only to indulge in our friendships,
but our enemies wish they had
something like this.

I can see you're on your own
but it's dangerous to do it alone.
(Here take this!)
It's my last dying wish
to never see you like this again.