longing for a life that fell
within a hail of lies and tears
now my old scars etch my sins
across a life that could have been
I'm getting old now
but my regrets are weightless
and my fears are beaten
for I stand taller than the mediocre man
who made no mistakes
who was the star player in their game
convention was not my road
nor will it be my end
I am in the final battle now
the odds are high
but as I fight upon their ground
and within their terms
I will yield nothing
and one thing is certain
some of these bastards
are coming with me
