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. © 2011, All rights reserved. |