Walk in Like We Own the Place
We don't know where we're going, or who we're supposed to be, so we walk in like we own the place, hoping that someone will see.
We don't know what we are doing, and we struggle to just get by, so wewalk in like we own the place, hoping that we'll survive.
We try so hard to be someone, to make something of our existance, so we walk in like we own the place, hoping we'll make a difference.
We haven't won the battle yet, we barely know how to fight, so we walk in like we own the place, hoping we'll be alright.
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