Kick It

作词:Kyle Burns,Jonathan Cook,Caleb Turman,Austin Bello

作曲:佚名

所属专辑:J.A.C.K.

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I think I had the time of my life

Cause I woke up with my head

In a vice tied real tight

On the floor in the guest

Bedroom of a stranger house

Got the case of the what

When who and how

Couldn let this happen

This is seven years straight but hey

Who counting

Kick it

We kicking the habits yeah

Oh Alright

I remember when we were children

I remember when we were golden

Didn need a drop to feel okay

Didn need a phone glued to my face

Before the bridges were burnt

But being built up

I didn have a crutch

Didn need a crutch

So I broke my legs

So my friends would carry me

Cause I am born and bred to be

Some kind of ordinary freak

I am fragile I am weak

Gotta escape my own head and breathe

And get out of my way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Kick it

We kicking the habits yeah

Oh Alright

I think it about time

To cut myself back down to size

Emphasize the things I hate

Cut them off like dead weight

I can stand myself sometimes

I can barely stand on my

Own two feet without sympathy

From everyone I know

Cause I am born and bred to be

Some kind of ordinary freak

I am fragile I am weak

Gotta escape my own head

And breathe and get out of my way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Born and bred to be

I carry me home

I carry me home

I carry me home

I carry me home

Cause I am born and bred to be

Some kind of ordinary freak

I am prideful I am meek

Gotta escape my own head

And breathe and get out of my way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Out of my own way out of my own way

Kick it

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