Sometimes it’s best to give up the fight
All that really matters is I know that I’m right
I can’t be following anyone else’s ideal path of success
I pass up that stress, feel mad for the rest, gasping for breath
Trapped in my head, asking for less rations in death, passion is left
I run towards the rainbow
But when I get there it’s gone
So next time there’s a rainbow
I’m a run away from it
Don’t know where I’m going
Don’t have a plan
I’ve been hearing instructions my whole life
And I still think walking away from the rainbow
Will make you more of a man
I’m walking
Not cause I’m mad at you or anyone else
I’m walking
Walking until I find myself
