Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
Matt Pryor
All the hearts are breaking over this
A testament to targets that we missed
If the highest mountain is a personal pursuit
I wish the best to you
It's better to be last than be too late
Stronger to have fallen and recovered from mistakes
Some days I stumble when these words
They have no weight then I get up again
Don't let the bastards get you down
Don't let the bastards get you down
They can go to hell
And I can disappoint or disappear
Of this thought I'm painfully aware
Sometimes a lack of options is the drive
That keeps me here, that's no way to be
Don't let the bastards get you down
Don't let the bastards get you down
'Cause they can go to hell