Mother Of Many Children | Numberblocks Fanmade Coloring Story

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Mother Of Many Children | Numberblocks Fanmade Coloring Story
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Like you, be strong, to hold the powers of the sun.
To dream, believe, in strength, now I'm the only one.
Only one.
I was an ordinary boy.
Until I broke the rules, my life destroyed.
Life destroyed.
Until I walk awake, scream my mind, I shout the ground shakes.
How much can I take? My mind will break.
Will it break? I take.
Can I be your superhero?
Superhero.
Your superhero.
Superhero.
Fly away, it's the first time of today.
Today.
To dream, believe, you are the strength, you're all I need.
Need.
Gonna give it a shot, only one of me, to shoot you all from the enemy.
Your superhero.
Can I be your superhero?
Superhero.
Can I be your superhero?
If we are one grain of sand in the middle of the ocean.
Can you try to understand how a touch can cause explosions?
Rise up.
They ain't never gonna stop us, stop us, fly by them like choppers, choppers.
Better took those risks, caught right on my fist, we fly as starters, starters.
One out of a million will reach those heights.
Always better feel it than a royalty.
Now, now, work, never cut ties.
Look in my eyes, I'm on the rise, rise.
Rise, rise, call it my size, try to make sense of it all, comprise your eyes, eyes.
Been in these skies, ever stuck down, feeling paralyzed.
But I'm up now, we all too weak to fall.
The enemy wanna come in, I will lift them all.
Never look down when there's a risk involved.
I got guts, got a lot, I gotta waste it all.
Ain't got no feelings, we just glowing.
Yeah, I'm that grain of sand that made it out the ocean.
I'm a couple million now, I'm causing a commotion.
I've been coasting, hear my name around the world, my critics coach.
So rise up.
Rise up.
We are the apocalypse that's floating.
As we fly above the stars, the hype won't scare us falling.
So rise up.
Way too great to be landed.
Rise up.
Way too great to be standing.
They ain't never gonna stop us, stop us.
Fly mad, I'm like choppers, choppers.
Better cut those wrists, hold one of my fists.
We fly as stars, as stars, as stars.
Rise up.
One of a million, we'll reach those heights.
