Boy, this could be your year
Make an old man proud of you
Forget about the tears

On the level
See me eye-to-eye
Stand up like a man
Even from the underside

On the level
On the level

Man, I never had a choice
Never had a chance
Never had a voice

On the level
Carrying a name
Fall until my final day
Now who's there left to blame?

On the level
On the level

On the level
On the level
On the level
On the level

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): MacBriare Samuel Lanyon DeMarco