A speaker delivers a lyrical monologue about climbing from the bottom and refusing to back down. He weaves in metaphors about leaving home, ambition, and staying true to yourself while chasing something bigger, set against the backdrop of a restless city.
So this is what you meant when you said that you would spend, and now it's time to build from the bottom of the pit right to the top. Don't hold back. Packing my bags and giving the Academy a rain check. I don't ever wanna let you down. I don't ever wanna leave this town. 'Cause after all, this city never sleeps tonight. It's time to begin, isn't it? I get a little bit bigger than that, I'll admit. I'm gonna be a star. I'm just the same as I was. Now don't you understand that I'm never changing who I am? So this is where you fell, and I I'm blessed to sell. The path to heaven runs through miles of clouded hell, right to the top. Don't look back. Turning to rags and giving the commodities a rain check. I don't ever wanna let you down. I don't ever wanna leave this town.
