Hennest - Moves

I've been living life sitting on the side
Never had the guts and I never had a spine
Watching others fly, I'd be warming the bench
Never making moves or moving more than an inch
That's just how it's been ever since day one
Always taking shots but somehow I never made one
Then it really hit me in a thought I discovered
I always take my shot at the sound of the buzzer
(Why?) Seizing the ball is the key to it all
But I don't carpe diem, I just cease and I stall
Like stop going for it and for now be the friend
But that's always where I start and that's always where I end
And I can't comprehend it how does this always happen
I'm never gonna be the shining knight fighting dragons
But a girl always falls for a guy with a passion
Maybe that's the real reason I've been rapping
You'd think with all the moving I've been doing since my birth
I'd finally reach a place where I could make one and strike first
As if I was trying to train myself to be a Cobra
But my luck will never change, even if I held a clover
I'll be watching from the side, never getting in the fray
It seems I'm living life just to only spectate
I'm seeing all my peers accelerate at a great pace
There's only eight racers but I think I'm in eighth place
I try to keep a straight face but I think it's fading
I'll need to try and catch up if I even wanna make it
I act like I'm all sly, but that's something I just say when
I'm feeling insecure about the choices that I'm making
And I don't even care if everyone's participating
I'm really not happy about the fact that I've done vaping
It just distracts me from aspirations I am chasing
So I'll be aiming high while my classmates are dating
But to say that I don't care would be to put up a facade
Tear down the front, and you'll see I'm just a fraud
False claims I exclaim, say they're true, but they're not
And I keep living like this but I really gotta stop
The inability to make small talk off the dome
I chalked it up to doing middle school in my home
Now in high school still two years to go
I continue to have problems that I never wanna own

Make a move, yeah
Make a move, yeah
Make a move, make a move, make a move, yeah
Make a move, yeah
Make a move, yeah
Yeah, yeah, make a move, yeah

I just want to make a move like (Moves, moves, moves, moves)
(Get off the bench and away from the side)
I just need to see this through like (Moves, moves, moves, moves)
(Grow the guts and maybe generate a spine)

Now I've been living life sitting off to the side
Never had the guts, wasn't dauntless inside
But that needs to change like Optimus Prime
Cause how else am I to reach preposterous heights
I hear about these people so successful with careers
They never really cared about how small they appeared
They just kept pushing through it 'til they made it to the top
Cause their self-discipline was always severe
So I need to dis-remember her if I'm gonna get the win
Like stop going for it and for now be the friend
Cause that's seconds from my life with each snap that I send
So I try and forget and pick up the pen
But why, am I always shooting high
If it's casual attire I'll be wearing suit and tie
Over-analyzing every message typed before I send it
Taking longer than a bill to pass in the Senate
I never say what I mean, or mean what I say
Cause I've never been the greatest when it's talking face to face
My mind filters all these feelings that I want conveyed
And I think I'm such a player but I don't know how to play
Pick up a rule-book, get your head in the game
You ain't no transformer cause your pattern hasn't changed
Still an invertebrate with no courage, your afraid
And you don't possess the nerve to ask a girl on a date
You just stay in your shell, make excuses, and you wait
For the quote, "right moment" to act on what you say
But you don't and you won't cause the moments pass away
Your convinced in your brain the opportunity's delayed
Another window you await
Another shot missed that you didn't even take
Cause you didn't wanna take the leap of faith in the paint
I genuinely fear that you'll always be this way
When I say you, I really mean me
I wonder if I'll ever let my dreams be achieved
If I'll get off the bench and away from the side
Grow the guts and maybe generate a spine

Written by:
Henry Ward

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