High school king

Intro (soft piano / distant vocals)

Yeah…

Back when life didn’t hurt yet…

Back when I didn’t know what I had…

(drums hit)

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Verse 1

Walking them halls like I owned the place

Head up high, had a smile on my face

Wasn’t the cool kid, never chased fame

Still everybody there knew my name

No weight on my chest, no fear in my lungs

Did what I wanted, young and dumb

Living too fast, didn’t think about time

Didn’t know life was a downhill climb

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Pre-Chorus

Now every memory hits like a wave

Didn’t know then those were the days

Funny how freedom fades away

Funny how growing up comes with chains

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Chorus (big / cinematic)

I was a high school king

Didn’t need a crown, still felt everything

No fear, no strings

Young and alive like I had those wings

Now I’m stuck chasing dreams

Trying to find what that freedom means

If I could go back, I’d hold that scene

Back when I was a high school king

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Verse 2 (faster, intense)

Now it’s stress, bills piling up

Pressure building, I’m out of luck

Smile getting harder to fake each day

Miss when life didn’t feel this way

Friends all gone, we drifted apart

Time moves on but it scars your heart

Funny how money don’t fix a thing

I had more joy when I had nothing

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Bridge → Double Time (beat strips, then rapid entry)

(whisper)

I miss it…

(DOUBLE TIME — no breath, aggressive)

Tick-tick time gone, I’m chasing it, racing it, memories breaking me

Photos and trophies and old conversations are shaking and taking me

Back to the days I was careless and fearless and living so dangerously

Now I got weight on my back and a map full of doubt and it’s changing me

How did I lose that kid in the mirror?

When did the vision get blurry and weirder?

Why do the good days feel farther and farther?

Why do the bad ones just stick like they’re permanent features?

Running the halls and we thought we were kings

Laughing so loud we ain’t hearing a thing

Now it’s anxiety tightening strings

Funny how life put a price on my dreams

God — I would trade all the money and status

All of the stress and the things that I gathered

Just for a minute to go back and stand

In those old bleachers with time in my hands

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Final Chorus (huge / choir behind)

I was a high school king

Didn’t need a crown, still felt everything

Hands in the air, no strings

Young and free like I had no ceiling

Time took flight, stole my spring

But that fire still burns in me

Yeah that kid still lives in me

Still that high school king

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Outro (soft)

Maybe he never left…

Maybe I just forgot how to be him…