Walkaway by Zebrahead
Here I come around the bend again
Don't want to battle cause you know that I'll win again
Check it, battle scars earned and worn with pride
These words are where my soul resides
And never did I ever fit into this place, right?
And I couldn't stand looking at your face, right?
And you didn't mind making this a race, right?
So check out the bass
When I flow, I know, that I grow
Sit back relax and check out the bomb show, bet
And never could you ever bring me down, clown
Yeah, check out the sound!
Well I saw your face one time, I never thought I'd walk away
Then we hit the trip that wouldn't quit, and I never walked away again
I said I'd never walk away again
Let me jump back into the boom of the room
Come and take a ride to the top of the moon
I don't want to fight and make this a bad trip
I just want to sit back, relax, take a fat rip
Check out the shapes and the colors in the grooves
Check out the thoughts that make your mind move
Check out the lights that form the new patterns
Check out the beats and the rhymes that make us much phatter
Check out the zebrahead style
Boom, boom, boom in the room
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