Over and over
And on and on and on
With memories as motive
We're here then we're gone
And I wear the scars below my belt
With pride
Knowing that I've run too far
To hide
It feels like I'm ready
My gaze low and steady
It feels like I'm ready
To break
Another contender
Say never surrender
It feels like I'm ready
To break
We've small-talked and half-cocked
Ourselves half to death
With words posed like weapons
We're holding our breath
And all the lines you've drawn out
In the sand
Are deeper than the ones
Etched in your hand
It feels like I'm ready
My gaze low and steady
It feels like I'm ready
To break
Another contender
Say never surrender
It feels like I'm ready
To break
I could curse the dirt below my heels
And father time for all he steals
But vitriol has never served me well
And I've hit the ground enough to know
As above, so below
And if it feels like heaven
It's hell
It feels like I'm ready
My gaze low and steady
It feels like I'm ready
To break
Another contender
Say never surrender
It feels like I'm ready
To