I hear battalions sing of my demise but I don't know the words (what?)
I take a road of my own making on a journey, no returning
Whoa, whoa, that's how it goes
They draw the battle line And I see fire in their eyes
(na na na na na na) I've got my own song to sing
We're flyin like a bee, black and yellow energy, oh
only me on my team
naturalyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, whoa