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Texty: Skye Sweetnam. Other. Note To Self.


I rise to greet the day.Dispite the monsters underneath my bed.I grab the pen and count to ten.And spill the contents of my head.This is the here, this is the now.I gotta make it somehow.Sometimes it feels as if my brain is bursting.Gotta write it down.Note to self: Feed the dog,call the mom,write a song.And rule the world by noon.Note to self: Make the grade, make your mark.Break a leg, and don?t forget to always work the room.?Cause everything is going by so fast.I just wanna make something that lasts.But I?m gonna leave the keys up on the self.Note to self...Note to self (Music) Note to self.I lose myself inside the night.Despite the demons in my mind.We hit the street and take his hand.To promise land, ain?t far behind.Whether if it?s right or if it?s wrong.I wanna party all night long.Sometimes it feels as if my brain is bursting.Gotta work it out.Note to self: Feed the dog,call the mom,write a song.And rule the world by noon.Note to self: Make the grade, make your mark.Break a leg.And don?t forget to always work the room.?Cause everything is going by so fast.I just wanna make something that lasts.But I?m gonna leave the keys up on the shelf.Note to self...Note to self...Note to self.

(Thanks to Yaritza for these lyrics)