Roll, roll with the punches Roll, roll with the punches
That really hurt me Like a fist to the face I wasn't ready To be knocked out of place Suddenly everything I was sure of Is sinking below the depths of the surface It's unexpected, it usually is When you're rejected Or you take a hit Suddenly everything's thrown in a spin No time to grow a thicker skin What kind of situation am I in now?
When life tries to knock all the wind out of you You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches If all life offers is black and blue You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches
Little weapons over the phone They like to threaten the life that I know They say get over here and get into the ring But I'm not really much a fighter My mechanisms of defense are down My resistance is out on the town I was alarmed by your attack This isn't a boxing match But I'll be damned if I ever let you win
When life tries to knock all the wind out of you You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches If all life offers is black and blue You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches
When all I want is a little stability Some time without any bruises You go and tell me the things that I don't want to hear Putting your fist into my ears Filling me up with the dread and the fear leaving you all in pieces Suddenly everything's thrown in a spin No time to grow a thicker skin What kind of situation am I in now?
When life tries to knock all the wind out of you You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches If all life offers is black and blue You've got to hold, hold, hold your head up high When life tries to knock all the wind out of you You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches If all life offers is black and blue You've got to roll, roll, roll with the punches
Compositores: Benjamin Heyward Allen Iii, Lenka Eden Kripac (Lenka) ECAD: Obra #15418457 Fonograma #20272624