I don't care what you can say
With every step I take
I feel like a different person
With every breath I make
Say me God, she knows I need her
Zip, clip, tear away
Is it the face, the face of freedom
I've got in my hands
Gotta get some harm
To change my plans
Say me God, she knows I need her
Say me God, she knows I need her
Zip, clip, tear away
Say me God, she knows I need her
Say the devil away
Say me God, she knows I need her
Zip, clip, tear away
You've got too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
Too much, too much, too much
You've got too much to do
Friction
You've got too much to do
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
It ain't all you
You've got too much to do
Friction
You've got too much to do
Friction
You've got too much to do
Friction
You got too much
Freak Chunk
Freak Chunk