Moving On (with Ame)

With every step that I take, I'm movin' on
Brush the dirt off my shoulder, yeah I'm movin' on
Rainbow Dash in my hand, backpack on the back, packed, ready to attack at a moment's call
It's go time, don't drop the ball
You look back, might as well be turned to salt
Don't be shy, just and dash and fly high, with a sparkle in your eye, yeah, and keep movin' on

From when you pop right outta the womb, and right in the tomb
You think you have time to figure what you're destined to do,
You're guessing your moves, yet at the same time you're wasting your days and nights
Downing the booze, light up parties with your dazzling moves, you're out with your crew
Going out on the town, 'cause that's what they do
Wreaking havoc all around, neighbors clamoring too
But your family and friends all frowning at you

With every step that I take, I'm movin' on
Brush the dirt off my shoulder, yeah I'm movin' on
Rainbow Dash in my hand, backpack on the back, packed, ready to attack at a moment's call
(Yeah) It's go time, don't drop the ball
You look back, might as well be (turned to salt)
Don't be (shy), just and dash and fly (high), with a sparkle in your (eye), yeah, and keep movin' on

Keep movin'
(Keep movin' on )
Keep movin'
(Keep movin' on)
Keep movin
(Keep movin')
(Keep movin')
(Keep movin on)

Now you're ballin' you're cause toppin' out your game
But when they call your name
You're staggering and fallin' over; They're all ashamed
The fame game that you played has made ya act insane
You're taking no blame; You're not stoppin';
You're not droppin' again
You start poppin' at claims and keep on actin' the fool
And walkin' n' struttin' around, talkin' down at your crew
The only few* keepin' you from feelin' lonely and blue
Yet people lookin' atcha thinkin,  [bad word]  It's GOOD to be you!"

And at the same time, you don't know what the hell you should be bringing
You start# swinging and feelin' that you've only been singin'
For all the wrong reasons; People keep on tellin' you, "STOP!
If you keep goin' you'll DROP; Never knowin' watcha GOT."
But you're too-hot headed* to see just what you did wrong
You singin' your song, you're thinkin' that you're cruisin' along
But now your friends are gone. There's nothin' left for you to hold on
You gotta be strong; Now pick up; It's time to Move On.