

(hmmm) Lincoln sat staring at the screen so cold
Ronan on the line with a story to be told
Just a digital screen but the words hit like a stone
Words like fists leaving Lincoln all alone
He clicked the red button,
went completely dark (click)
Now the screen is bright and the crowd calls his name
Lincoln switched the channel and he stepped into the fame No more
running away,
no more hiding in the shade (yeah)
Look at the empire that he made
Ronan still calling but the line is busy now
Lincoln's on the stage and he's taking a bow
From the bottom of the chat to the top of the charts
Turning all the bruises into pieces of art
They used to make him quiet
Now he's starting a riot (shhh)
From a broken voice to a golden throne
Now the screen is bright and the crowd calls his name
Lincoln switched the channel and he stepped into the fame No more
running away, no more hiding in the shade (yeah)
Look at the empire that he made
Lincoln switched up...
Lincoln got the fame... (hummmm)