History In the Making (Acoustic)

Keep your chin up young man
You're doing just fine
You're where you're meant to be in life
And still got so much time
Don't listen to them voices
From folks who think they're wise
They'll tell you what they're told
But they don't live their fucking lives

Write affirmations to yourself
And let that be your light
When you're blinded by the doubt
That pulls the wool over your eyes
Keep doing what you love
And loving what you do
Quit caring 'bout the noise
When the noise don't care for you

Make the love hard
Find a kind heart
Write songs that rights your wrongs
Make a living
To fend off the hurting
In the cut throat world where you belong
Don't let the hatred
Change up your pace kid
They don't care if your blind or your deaf
There ain't no mistaking
You're history in the making
Keep creating boy until your final breath

Them songs that your singing
Will one day pay the bills
You have a real job
But it leaves you unfulfilled
Your music is your lifeblood
Those strings are your veins
Those chords are the liquor
They take away your pain

So make the love hard
Find a kind heart
Write songs that rights your wrongs
Make a living
Just to fend off the hurting
In the cut throat world that you belong
Don't let the hatred
Change up your pace kid
It don't care if your blind or your deaf
There ain't no mistaking
You're history in the making
Keep creating boy until your final breath

Don't let the hatred
Change up your pace kid
It don't care if your blind or your deaf
There ain't no mistaking
You're history in the making
Keep creating boy until your final breath

There ain't no mistaking
You're history in the making
Keep creating boy until there's nothing left