Crawling
I reached all the stars
If you said i would fall you couldn’t be more wrong
Now i’m standing here
To claim for my reward
I fought all those battles i did it one by one
Well i did it right you must admit
Now let’s put some justice in here
Cut my anxiety
Where is my meed?
Forging
A way across the swamp
I could bog myself trying to avoid the sludge
But i’m standing here
With those old stained clothes
And you ain’t got the right to take what i deserve
What you got ain’t good enough
To pay the price, to buy my soul
I want the jackpot shining all for me
What you got ain’t good enough
It’s just a line of the whole song
I’ll ask you one more time
Where is my meed?