So fired up, take a seat So tied up, only make believe All my love, take from me All eyes up, but nothing there to see
And what I never touch, I see And what'll never touch me I would've never thought I'd be My enemy
Cold enough, it's shaking me And it's so tough just waiting patiently So time's up, it's jading me And so I must fight the time we keep
And what I never touch, I see And what'll never touch me I would've never thought I'd be My enemy
So fired up, so fired up (fired up) So fired up, so fired up (fired up) So fired up, so fired up (fired up) So fired up, so fired up (fired up) So fired up, so fired up (fired up) So fired up, so fired up (fired up) So fired up, so fired up My enemy
Compositores: Noah Hill, Jules Crommelin, Louie Swain, Patrick Hetherington & Anatole Serret