I'll be my own king, rock the club, my aim is true,
This is my old thing, feels the same but still it's new,
Where have I been? Too late to turn now,
It's time to realize...
Oh the irony, I'm born in 1984,
Or '83, whatever, who the f*ck knows?
Had no worries before my father got ill,
It's time to realize he will rule the world still.
I'll be my own king, rock the club, my aim is true,
This is my old thing, feels the same but still it's new,
Where have I been? Too late to turn now,
It's time to realize...

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