"There are three kinds of enemies: Me, Myself and I. There's only one way to beat 'em: Brute Strength!" - The Bakingpowdermanboy
"What We Wish to Be"
we went down to the meadow i said it's a lea in some countries
you took off your shoes and stretched your toes a jet divides the sky
you closed your eyes and asked me what it is i wish to be
i wanna be a wrestler
i wanna be a wrestler
you wanna be a wrestler
so does your mom and dad
a wrestler
back at the office it's somewhere else we wish to be
i coudn't hear my mind just the phones ringing wild
you made a canoeing gesture i knew you were as burned as me
so we closed our eyes and we knew what we wish to be
i wanna be a wrestler
i wanna be a wrestler
you wanna be a wrestler
so does your mom and dad
a wrestler
about what it takes to be something we could always be unsure
the stakes are high but it could be worth it if we could only let it be
i saw myself in the mirror
what i'm seeing is just me
but i know deep inside that frown
a wrestler
wrestlers you and me
wrestlers