Why is everyone so scared of me?
When the last time I was angry was late 2003
Got rid of that version of me
Left him inside of the white lines of the field of that game
The one to be successful one must be insane
Make up lies about yourself
Create an alter ego that has no name
Just a number and color
Roll with a band of ten other brothers
Say and do things you would never tell your mother
Or anyone else
Because for sixty minutes it is going to be hell
Tell yourself you’re invincible
Even though it is a lie
Pretend you cannot die
Smash your body to ruin
Just for school pride
To get attention from the apple of your eye
Hope she will want you for her guy
Give you a sweet surprise
Hello tonight
And tomorrow morning goodbye
She kisses you and thanks you for the ride
By 2004 I was back to me
Doing my favorite thing
My first love and that is to ski
Took awhile for me to remember I only serve peace
From a special town in ancient Greece
A beautiful city that is clearly unique
Definitely not just a number
So special just one name
One said all the time
A word that opens up the world
One that makes you grow
A word that helps you know
This is how I like to always be known
Only that number for 11 years
But been this name since the beginning
And I will keep it until the ending
Because the name is not pretending
It is the number that had a short life span
Just a brief reminder of our old war clan
Just a flash in the pan
Just campus games
To collect pretty girls heart flames
So I could learn their names
And their beds
Trust me being a football hero is a great way to get head
But it had its costs
And my body knows
And now I have returned to the snow
Back with my favorite saint
The one who makes pretty flakes
The one who lives in the mountains
And the one who holds that special purple fountain
28 years now been on the snow each winter
Twice as long as the field where I tried to be the worst sinner
So why wonder who I am?
Iceman is authentic
Fieldman is dead
Buried still inside the lines of the field
My full name in gold on the wall
2003 captains our history is sealed
If you ask me today in 2015
Who I am
No need to wonder
Have never sought the glam
Went back up the mountain one lap ago
Now I am coming back down
Not yet ready to wear my crown
Because I will get it when I clean up I-Town
That will be here before you know it
Who I am
Definitely not afraid to show it
My purple skis clearly representing
St. Germaine
For the next three years
Will be my favorite name
And by then if you don’t remember my name
I suggest you don’t just look
But stop
And Read a book
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