So was it everything that you believed it'd be
When you were sixteen and new to this scene
And blue was still green and life was still static?
Did it feel so automatic when your life got caught in habits?
When it all got real, could you even feel?
Is there any magic left?
Pound for pound
I know I'll probably never live this down
When I found that sound
I was bound to repeat it, repeat it, repeat it again
So watch me beat this dead horse back to life
And try to justify the things I must defy
Until this damn thing shows me vital signs
There isn't much besides givin' another try
Give it a
(Give it a)
Give it a rest and you can check the baggage under your eyes
Been in the sky so long you haven't even realized
You've never even seen the ground
Oh God, I'll probably never get back down
When I found that sound
I was bound to repeat it, repeat it, repeat it again
So watch me beat this dead horse back to life
And try to justify the things I must defy
Until this damn thing shows me vital signs
There isn't much besides givin' another try
Give it a
So watch me beat this dead horse back to life
And try to justify the things I must defy
Until this damn thing shows me vital signs
There isn't much besides givin' another try