I used to count stars, believing That I could count on them
Long lonely walks at night, looking for answers then
Never had much green in my pocket
Never saw more than 9 bucks an hour for my profit
Radios wouldn't play me and girls wouldn't date me
Despite that I think that things have changed lately
But with my controller in hand, I lived countless lives
My skills danced across challenges countless times
Some say I lie, some say I'm childish I
Say no blades, instead let's clash with minds
Battle of the century, we can call this
'Cuz wars in our memory, caused many loses
In the last hundred years, gosh many lost it
Some for ego, some maybe for profit
But, if you're listenin' to this little gem
You'll be glad to know that I flow unlike the rest of them
Somedays, the skies are grey
Somedays, the skies are blue
I could tell a tale about a time in my life
When every single thing didn't seem like it was right
Workin paycheck to paycheck, I had 2 jobs
And every little thing was making me feel like I was lost
So, I thought, maybe maybe I could find me some love
A happy ending like fairy tale, that's wat's up
But, I just got over a lady turning me down
Full of energy, I thought she'd flip over my frown
So I moved on, and guess what? Things got worse
My car broke down, I got sick and in trouble at work
Looking at the clouds askin' what did I do to deserve
All of this, maybe I left someone broken and hurt
Then outta of the blue, in a way I didn't expect
I met this girl, made my world stop just for a sec
Seein' her pretty smile, thinkin' will this last for life
Fast forward, now that girl is my beautiful wife
Somedays, the skies are grey
Somedays, the skies are blue
Switch the topic, I rock it like mosh pits
My words sporadically hit hard as I drop it
Round 2, I'm a little indifferent
They say that's the opposite of love, I say it isn't
The opposite of love is selfishness
Mixed with a bit of pride and self interest
So, tell me tell me, what you do you think this is
Let's call it a gift, the last benevolence
That's my name, I hope that you're wearin' it
Out 'Cuz people we're in need of it, apparent, yes
Nothing too soft, nothing too hard
Something in between would be nice but so far
We haven't really made it, but I'm okay with it
Perfection will only come when the new system's bringin' it
When that day comes, hopefully we make it
And never again will we ever have to say this