text: Am I loud and clear?
  Or do I gotta scream like I did every day when I was a troubled teen, huh?
  Do you want to know my past and see every single scar and know what they mean, huh?
  17 running up in Mickey Ds begging for a double cheese, huh
  Singing I dont want to grow up don’t nobody like you when your 23
  I came from nothing but a fucking unsupportive father I dont ever see
  I had to watch a crooked jury put my brother in the penitentiary,
  I never fit in
  Criticism, made me the man I couldnt be
  Im reminiscing on when life was different spending every day at Chuckee Cheese, uh
  We live on front porches and swing life away
  We get by just fine here on minimum wage
  If love is a labor I’ll slave till the end
  And I’ll run these streets if you give me a chance
  Ive been here so long
  Maybe I should runaway
  Try to find a summer day
  What is love
  Love is pain
  Love is butterflies and stomach aches
  Love is looking out a windowpane, tears dripping looking like you’re in the rain
  For someone you dont even know but for somebody you may never see again
  I am only alive once
  And Ima die when God wants
  So fill the sky with diamonds
  Because thats how its gonna look when Im gone
  Had a vision as a kid that one day I would change the world with my song
  Several years have passed and now that vision came to life that boys a fucking icon
  We live on front porches and swing life away
  We get by just fine here on minimum wage
  If love is a labor I’ll slave till the end
  And I’ll run these streets if you give me a chance
  Sometimes I dont want to fucking wake up
  When all they want to do is bring me down
  And all the things I’ve went through as I came up
  Are the fucking reasons why I run this town
  We live on front porches and swing life away 
  We get by just fine here on minimum wage
  If love is a labor, Ill slave til the end
  And Ill run these streets if you give me a chance
  We live on front porches and swing life away 
  We get by just fine here on minimum wage 
  If love is a labor, Ill slave til the end 
  And Ill run these streets if you give me a chance 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away 
  Swing life away