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My Life
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Clayton Jennings
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Welcome to my life There's a lotta pain hidden behind these blue eyes And there's a lotta rain covering up blue skies Twenty-nine now, and it feels like my childhood just flew by And I wish I could stop and press rewind I grew up chained to a clock with no free time I was a slave to the ticks and the stocks, but I believed somehow I'd be fine And my little hands couldn't turn back the big hands on that clock when I was a kid I grew up with a lotta pain, and I tried shoving it in a box and closing the lid And it worked Somehow it always got out and came back to haunt me I grew up a loner, and my peers used to taunt me Nobody understood me or cared to even listen I grew up in a small town but never let small minds throw me off mission People around me settled, but I was different because I was driven And I remember those nights with mom at the table in the kitchen I'd tell her I was gonna grow up to be great I couldn't have been any older than eight But I already despised the thought of living life with my foot on the brakes I was born as an original, and I sneezed a lot at the church I grew up in because I was allergic to fakes And I promised myself I would live life to the fullest and do whatever it takes Just so I wouldn't be another victim of complacency when I hit my grave So mom, I tried to live this life like I was swimming against the tide Gossipers and ordinary people are no friends of mine They just sway back and forth with the trends at the time But I wanted to be more than a trend I wouldn't let them break me, and I refused to bend I wanted to be more than a footnote on their pages of history I broke free from the cages they sent for me You can't cage a lion And as for the accusers and attackers, they're sad people with a history of lyin' But I just keep on marchin' to the beat of God's drum In a world of slow walkers, I was born to run And I was born to live a life for God's glory One day, some kid will pick up a book and read about my story And when you do, I want you to know that you can be just like me But in order to leave a legacy, you can't take time to sightsee You have to flow to the rhythm of life like Blake Whiteley And if you're like me, you were created to live like lightning And they say lightning doesn't strike the same place twice I guess that's why I'm leaving the town I grew up in with my wife Because when the world is your canvas, you can't stop to paint just one place And I'll look back someday on the mistakes I've made And I'll thank God that the mistakes never defined me And I'll tell the Devil to shove it whenever that punk tries to remind me So many people obsessed with [droppin'?] my name, but they can't find me And they tried to throw chains on me, but they can't bind me I kept waking while they kept talking And the obsessors in my past just kept stalking But I guess that's what happens when you feed stray cats Be careful who you let in your camp because they'll come for your back And for those who said they'd always stay with me, come on, man, where are you at? I let fakes in my circle, and I let creeps in my camp You tried to knock me off, but you can't stop the champ And you came so close to catchin' these hands But I'm too busy shoutin' hope to the masses while God blesses these fans My name is Clayton Michael Jennings You thought I struck out, but I still have nine innings And I'm back swingin' for the fences I'm swingin' so hard this ball won't stop until it hits Memphis I got God in this And B's right when he calls it Godfidence I never needed anyone to get me where I'm at You better get used to me, 'cause I'm still up to bat
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