Crawling I reached all the stars If you said i would fall you couldn’t be more wrong Now i’m standing here To claim for my reward I fought all those battles i did it one by one Well i did it right you must admit Now let’s put some justice in here Cut my anxiety Where is my meed? Forging A way across the swamp I could bog myself trying to avoid the sludge But i’m standing here With those old stained clothes And you ain’t got the right to take what i deserve What you got ain’t good enough To pay the price, to buy my soul I want the jackpot shining all for me What you got ain’t good enough It’s just a line of the whole song I’ll ask you one more time Where is my meed?
