[Verse 1: The ILLZ] Hey, Hey, as I'm writin' this song My account's in the minus Rent fell behind and I'm countin' up dimes Damn it's hard for me to fail Like it's really my time And when I open up my wallet And it's there's nothing inside it And the check ain't comin' till Friday Damn it's only Sunday Gotta make it some way On my way to Brooklyn on the New York City subway Thinkin' it'll be okay, you goin' make it one day But my mom says "son make that struggle yours," Cause before you make it listen you goin' struggle more Had an all time low I never met before Face on the floor fightin' for an open door And when times like these though I don't smoke My homie Al Rose pa**es and I take a toke And realize when I'm walkin' on a tight rope All I really ever have is hope. Just Hope... [Interlude: The Temper Trap] How far we've gone How far we're going in It's the here and the now, and the love for the sound Or the moments that keep us moving [Verse 2: The ILLZ] Want no women right now I'm so selfish Too busy tryin' to be the next Elvis Don't see how I can do it being selfless All I care about is music and Delgis That's why I spend all this time alone At home, mad missed calls on my phone All I really wanna do is let myself grow Get away somewhere and let it all go And come back stronger I'mma make it happen ain't waitin' any longer Ride through the struggle till it's over Even when it feels like I'm carryin' a boulder Heavy on my shoulders. I'mma show ya [Hook: The Temper Trap] Soldier on Soldier on Keep your heart Close to the ground Soldier on Soldier on Keep your heart Close to the ground Don't think about it all Just keep your head low Don't think about it At all Yeah, will you take me tonight [x3] Ooooh... tonight