Struggle

Lyrics

[Intro: Elias Soriano] Con fuerza Boriqua [Verse 1: Elias Soriano] Strugglin', goin' through the motions Day in, day out–another commotion Backstabbed, don't know how to stop it A friend is only a dollar in a pocket Won't let you chase the dream that I had since I was Just a little chico in my teens Now, you're gone, and I'm doin' fine And you are since you went, too [Pre-Chorus: Elias Soriano] Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain? Do you see the hate that I have today? Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain? Do you see the hate that I have? From demention, to depression This is the anger we generate From demention, to depression This is my anger [Chorus 1: Elias Soriano & Andrew Goldman] It's time for me to live that dream And to release (My anger) It's time for me to live that dream And to release (My anger) [Verse 2: Elias Soriano] Stru-stru-stru… Strugglin', goin' through the motions Day in, day out–another commotion Backstabbed, don't know how to stop it A friend is only a dollar in a pocket Won't let you chase the dream that I had since I was Just a little chico in my teens Now, you're gone, and I'm doin' fine And you are since you went, too [Pre-Chorus: Elias Soriano] Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain? Do you see the hate that I have today? Can you see the tears? Can you see the pain? Do you see the hate that I have? From demention, to depression This is the anger we generate From demention, to depression This is my anger [Chorus 2: Elias Soriano & Andrew Goldman] It's time for me to live that dream And to release (My anger) It's time for me to live that dream And to release (My anger) [Verse 3: Elias Soriano] And whether you, or me, or him ever really thought That I would ever, ever make it never really took Another second to reply to all the letters sent All the people asking me to be the president And whether you, or me, or him ever really thought That I would ever, ever make it never really took Another second to reply to all the letters sent All the people asking me to be the president One-eighty degree turn, you never learn your lesson Your mistakes that cause and effect Brainiac actin' like you're a punk One-eighty degree turn, you never learn your lesson Your mistakes that cause and effect Brainiac actin' like you're a punk ass Stabbed your back And whether you, or me, or him ever really thought That I would ever, ever make it never really took Another second to reply to all the letters sent All the people asking me to be the president [Chorus 3: Elias Soriano & Andrew Goldman] It's time for me (It's time for me) To live that dream (To live that dream) And to release (My anger) It's time for me to live that dream And to release (My anger)