Another visitor.
Destroy him, my robots!
I'm always feeling what you feel.
I just crawl inside.
I wear it like a second skin.
It's the last place for me to hide.
I obscure myself.
To protect you from the ***.
If you're not feeling okay,
I never mess the happiness in.
I'm going back on my rails.
I'm going to turn on the lights.
I'm going to be where I am.
I'm going straight to the prize.
I'm coming up from the ground.
With my eyes on the prize.
I'm coming down from on high.
With both hands on the prize.
I've never had an equal and I've never had it better.
It's the best I've ever known.
I'm never going to make it with just good and numb.
I've got to crash on through and hold on to the prize.
Suffering is not really noble.
And crying doesn't make you cool.
Breakdowns are not attractive.
And honesty has to be cruel.
I learn nothing from thinking.
And crying doesn't cut through the glue.
I can feel myself talking.
Not just who is caring for whom.
I'm going to find my center.
I'm going to excel the way.
I'm going to run, crash, break that wall,
tumble down, get up and...
I'm coming up from the ground.
With my eyes on the prize.
I'm coming down from on high.
With both hands on the prize.
I'm coming up from the ground.
With my eyes on the prize.
I'm coming down from on high.
With both hands on the prize.
I've never had an equal and I've never had it better.
It's the best I've ever known.
I'm never going to make it with just good and numb.
I've never had an equal and I've never had it better.
It's the best I've ever known.
I'm never going to make it with just good and numb.
I've got to crash on through and hold on to the prize.
I've got to crash on through and hold on to the prize.