When I'm verging on a breakdown I'm thankful for the playground
Where I learned to take a swing
When I run out of motivation Blood spilled on the pavement I feel everything again
And I lost every drop of patience If words can never save it
It doesn't mean a thing
Now I know the purpose is the conquest
Not the spoils in your pockets
They're burning at the seams
I hope that someday
You'll find your own way
You'll never see the best of me
Cause I did everything that you said that I couldn't
Someday
I hope you might change
You'll never be the death of me
Cause I did everything that you said that I couldn't
And I've spent
A decade so uncertain
Of who's behind the curtain And how to be a friend
Well, I guess
My favorite part of hurting
Is the lessons that you learn when
The empty settles in
The purpose is the conquest
Not the spoils in your pockets
They're burning at the seams
Now I won't take it all for granted
The city's always standing
I'm all I need to be