You ever feel like you were made for something great
Every time you get close something pulls
The other way
My statement of purpose never gets paid
My mind slips around on a foggy day
Some lines to my life never get made
Yet I wake every day to star in this play
About a confident man, a firm handshake and a smile
Searching for answers, and he's been searching a while
Who's found life is easier when you're made to bounce back
Rather than take the lead, Rather than stay on track
So I go to sleep every night
With only one thing to say
I was made to do something great,
But I let life get in the way.
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