Escape CompetitionHow to Get Rich Without Getting Lucky

I have walked in the halls where the competition breathes Wearing another man's armor, collecting another's wreaths I learned the steps to their dance, I sang their winning song But my own two feet were telling me that something here was wrong 'Cause when you copy their desires, and you chase what they all seek You become a muted echo, and your own true voice grows weak You're a candle in the daytime, a ship without a crew Fighting for a version of a person that isn't you No one can compete with you on being you... So let your own true color shine through... Authenticity, is... The only real monopoly! Your specific knowledge isn't learned, it's something you unearth A map that's written on your soul from the first day of your birth It's the hours that feel like moments, it's the work that feels like play It’s the genuine obsession that will light your only way Don't be afraid if no one else is on that weird frontier That solitude is holy, and your purpose will be clear For the internet's a temple that can magnify your call And your tribe is out there waiting for you to stand up tall No one can compete with you on being you... So let your own true color shine through... Authenticity, is... The only real monopoly!