And my scars bleed on the inside,
walking to the king, he tells me: “Fox,
you’re just a little kid of mine,
you’ll never gonna reach the royal guts.”
My fur shows the crowns mark,
grew up in a dirty cave abroad the town,
was the weakest of them all, the weakest fox around,
want to show them, who I am and finally break out.
Not a single day more, my destiny is the castle,
I wanna meet the king, let us get into a hustle,
they just laugh at me, think I’m gonna fail,
but I’m stronger, stronger than all of them.
The humans in the town, just running around,
trying to survive, the simple life,
they tremp down my tail, throwing a vase at me,
want to through me out, just want to see me bleed,
but even if I lose all my skin, I’m still the one that wins,
the strongest of them all, stronger than all of them.
The king seems not impressed,
but I’m completely messed up,
from my journey through the mountains, the lands and the city and
the castle, bigger than anything I ever knew.
Then he smiles at me,
“Come on and let me see?
If you’re really worth it, show me.”