--- G-Fro ---
Feel torn like paper, amongst people faker than plastic
Any company is nice but I pay the price for my vice
Unlike Carbon, I don't see longevity in "half lives"
Compromise is prized, but why?
I ask: "I should settle til' the day that I die?"
To a mirror, which another used for her red lipstick
Still blushing red from what she said when their lips stick
And release, and stick again. She's not a slam dunk judge
But she gave the day a ten
I'm not a hen or a chicken, listen:
I'm on mission for that feeling too, it's true
--- Chorus ---
Drifting away like I'm up in the wind
Never gonna tie down, cause I'm up to live
I gotta moment for you, and the rest for my crew
And we fly like the feather 'til our future comes true
--- Neel ---
Float like a bu*terfly, stung by the B's
Every time I let the GPA define me
Sink or swim, they yell, as I try to breathe
But I'm drowning, sinking in my seven C's
O Captain My Captain, can we please sail away?
From chasing circles for Pi, let the teachers eat cake
I got a moment to rise, with the wind at my back
And find freedom at last, I'm going in on the track
Land Ho! I can see without SMART Goals
I'm planning on landing if I can find some pa**ionate souls
The Intern SHIP, can just wait to dock
I'm going to bring the coffee party that will make it stop
But beware the professional, pirate at see
Who links in with handshakes, fake smiles to be
Something more than just paper, resume, or speech
They fear the unknown and prey upon corporate weak
To think! Competition could define our quest
Steal, and fight, to be the best
I'm not here to compete, love cannot be a game
The Truth is we're defined by what makes us the same