I've got a stage and a mic

Which I use to say things you won't like

But I spent here thinking I was alone (I was alone)

Now I know, now I know, that I'm not, that I'm not

And I'm sharing that comfort with all

Who think that hope is lost

Oooh and I'm so proud of where I am

I'm learning where the standard to trend lightly

So hold back

Step back you gotta breath

And be content, just count to ten

Like all the experts say

And air, the drums don't seem to work

And they've got a patting room for you

To get your judge reserved

If I could chose my own name

I'd chose something thats bold and fits

Like anger, aggression, or cunningly brash

By the skin of my teeth but with timing collapse

Oh woah it's me (Oh woah it's me)

Oh waoh were off (Oh waoh were off)

Not anymore we stand up for ourselves

Were like captains of war, we'll get followed to hell

Oooh and I'm so proud of where I am

I'm learning where the standard to trend lightly

So hold back

Step back you gotta breath

And be content, just count to ten

Like all the experts say

And air, the drums don't seem to work

And they've got a patting room for you

To get your judge reserved

I am not worth taking control of our lives

I am not worth taking control of our lives

I am not worth taking control of our lives

Everything's alright

I am not worth taking control of our lives

I am not worth taking control of our lives

I am not worth taking control of our lives

Everything's alright

So (So) hold back

Step back you gotta breath

And be content, just count to ten

Like all the experts say

And air, the drums don't seem to work (seem to work)

And they've got a patting room for you

To get your judge reserved