if you let them embrace it
well i'm up in your days and
i'll be taking what i need
where's my apology? no mercy!
your heart is sleeping in the morning and a-break it down to wake it
your pressed into clay and a-break it down to bake it
although the inchman goes
your heart is sleeping in the morning and a-break it down to wake it
your pressed into clay and a-break it down to bake it
you're washing your hair like you know that you should
the second wind wants to make it feel good
you gotta be to the next big thing
you better believe i'll be singin' gravy
wants me plus and swingin'