Aim High
Holy fuck, I think I've had enough
Of all the fucking bullshit going 'round the block
And it sucks, to hear people talk
Of how I shoulda, woulda, coulda
I'll do whatever the fuck I want

I'm gonna stick to my guns Fire 'em like a psycho 'til I reach the top
And stay true, oh-oh-oh
I don't need anything from you, boy
I'm gonna make it my own
God knows I've been around, boy
I don't need anything from you

(Don't need no!)
Goddamn wannabes, I don't give a fuck about you
(Let's go!)
You ain't got a clue
There ain't nobody getting me down, I'm on my way
Give it a try, aim high

So here I go, I'm on a roll
Ever since I checked into the hell motel
My heart and my soul
Scorched in the name of that rock'n'roll

So I'm gonna stick to my guns
Bang, bang, baby 'til I reach the top
I don't need anything from you

Chorus

Up to the sky, see my flying, do-do-do-dout-do
Oh yeah!




All words and music by Supercharger.

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