I'm royally fucked up
And a sun of a gun
And no messing with the good ones
I'm feeling like a labour of love
I'm tired of this behaviour, please
'Cause it's not what I need
How I feel with second chances
'Cause in the end, I still believe
I still believe, I still
I still believe, I still
I still believe
I still believe (Whoa-oh-oh)
Though my friend had kept his head down
You made it impossible
And the distances we churned out
Had seen the rise and fall
All I feel is negativity
When you try keep it real
It's maybe my own sensitivity
Keeps your hands upon on the wheel, 'cause
I still believe, I still
I still believe, I still
I still believe
I still believe (Whoa-oh-oh)
I don't even know what I'm trying to say
Lemme take a chance to breathe
I can feel it burning up inside
Where the devil plants a seed
My hands are tied, I'm open, yeah
So lay it all in front of me
And no messing with the good ones
I'm feeling like it's labouring me, 'cause
I still believe, I still
I still believe, I still
I still believe
I still believe (Whoa-oh-oh)
All amidst the madness
All it takes to break a habit
But do the work, do it good
Make your time, oh, but please, do it right
Baby
All amidst the madness
All it takes to break a habit
But do the work, do it good
Make your time, oh, but please, do it right
Ooh
I still believe, I still
I still believe, I still
I still believe
I still believe (Whoa-oh-oh)
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