[Intro: Elias Soriano]
Con fuerza Boriqua

[Verse 1: Elias Soriano]
Strugglin’, goin’ through the motions
Day in, day out–another commotion
Backstabbed, don’t know how to stop it
A friend is only a dollar in a pocket
Won’t let you chase the dream that I had since I was
Just a little chico in my teens
Now, you’re gone, and I’m doin’ fine
And you are since you went, too

[Pre-Chorus: Elias Soriano]
Can you see the tears?
Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have today?
Can you see the tears?
Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have?
From demention, to depression
This is the anger we generate
From demention, to depression
This is my anger

[Chorus 1: Elias Soriano & Andrew Goldman]
It’s time for me to live that dream
And to release (My anger)
It’s time for me to live that dream
And to release (My anger)
[Verse 2: Elias Soriano]
Stru-stru-stru…
Strugglin’, goin’ through the motions
Day in, day out–another commotion
Backstabbed, don’t know how to stop it
A friend is only a dollar in a pocket
Won’t let you chase the dream that I had since I was
Just a little chico in my teens
Now, you’re gone, and I’m doin’ fine
And you are since you went, too

[Pre-Chorus: Elias Soriano]
Can you see the tears?
Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have today?
Can you see the tears?
Can you see the pain?
Do you see the hate that I have?
From demention, to depression
This is the anger we generate
From demention, to depression
This is my anger

[Chorus 2: Elias Soriano & Andrew Goldman]
It’s time for me to live that dream
And to release (My anger)
It’s time for me to live that dream
And to release (My anger)
[Verse 3: Elias Soriano]
And whether you, or me, or him ever really thought
That I would ever, ever make it never really took
Another second to reply to all the letters sent
All the people asking me to be the president
And whether you, or me, or him ever really thought
That I would ever, ever make it never really took
Another second to reply to all the letters sent
All the people asking me to be the president
One-eighty degree turn, you never learn your lesson
Your mistakes that cause and effect
Brainiac actin’ like you’re a punk
One-eighty degree turn, you never learn your lesson
Your mistakes that cause and effect
Brainiac actin’ like you’re a punk ass
Stabbed your back
And whether you, or me, or him ever really thought
That I would ever, ever make it never really took
Another second to reply to all the letters sent
All the people asking me to be the president

[Chorus 3: Elias Soriano & Andrew Goldman]
It’s time for me (It’s time for me)
To live that dream (To live that dream)
And to release (My anger)
It's time for me to live that dream
And to release (My anger)