Balancing the heavy weight of my past on my new wings with all the hope they bring, I'm excited. I'm delighted. I've one eye open and I'm ready to rope in these new goals and roles. I'm alive. I will survive! My flag is no longer half-mast.
Break a leg, sweetheart! You've got this! The crowd loves you; They're throwing roses and blowing kisses.
I'm still aware of all that hisses, snakes sneaking up on me. Backstabbing lies and false cries hide behind kind and loving eyes. But, I've got this! The lessons of my past support me, but they don't define me... They're not my marquee.
I can do it all! I'm standing up for myself, but I'm okay if I fall. I'm standing tall, ready for my encore. Open the curtains and watch the show. I'm going to Let. It. Glow.
I'm a little bit rascally, I'm a Rascky. I'm a lot bit careful, I'm a little bit daredevil. Depends on my mood... Depends on the moon... Depends on my gratitude...
My lines are in my mind, but I speak from my heart. My knives can still cut even if they're not sharp.
One eye's closed to all I don't need. The other's wide open and I'm here to succeed.
