Look Close, Any Hero

. I single hit a shot as though a king.

Oh, everyone wants to save my hits, call it goal.

The time you do the three things, throw the torches and climb hill,

cry like you do for more. Lock on, lock on,

really heal your head. People wait, they eat, they play,

I dream. Everybody wants the chemically sum for someone who sold the home away.

When all this had happened, not now, today.

I know right, know right, suck it to me tonight, right say.