You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. He spent most of his youth. With his head down. Chubby fugly awkward walk. And not much of a talker. He was good at setting bad examples. But bad at math crunch time. He kept it moving like the lunch line. Working on his salad bars. And fruit punch lines. His simple triplets had his. English teachers tongue tied. As he starts pirouette for perfection. And Darren Aronofsky black swan refection. He plucked feather from his back. And watched his bottom limbs bend forward. Toward something more he wasn't sure. He plucked feather from his back. And watched his bottom limbs bend forward. Toward something more. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. Raised in a broken home built brick. By government cheese brick. Back and forth between parents. Making us sea sick. On his knees every night. Praying for a little change. But the tooth fairy was broke. And offered little hope. He used to stand in front of mirrors. With his toothbrush star searching. But he ain't have to search far. He was smart and made a pact with himself. With a smirk and made a vow that one day. His dad would never ever have to worry. He plucked feather from his back. And watched his bottom limbs bend forward. Toward something more he wasn't sure. He plucked feather from his back. And watched his bottom limbs bend forward. Toward something more. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. Fast forward a few 24 hours. Little boy turned man. Makes good on his promise. Just to say we didn't take the trips. To the Bahamas. Now you're boy bank account. Got a few more commas. The hard work payed off don't it?. Plus it feel good. When you can say you own it. No rent lease loan or a mortgage. That generator money no shortage. He plucked feather from his back. And watched his bottom limbs bend forward. Toward something more he wasn't sure. He plucked feather from his back. And watched his bottom limbs bend forward. Toward something more. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh. You gotta keep on keeping on. Even with the feeling. That you're gonna keep losing. You gotta come back strong. Oh Oh