[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: Andrew Goldman, Elias Soriano]

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: Andrew Goldman, Elias Soriano]

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: Andrew Goldman, Elias Soriano]

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)