Album: The Fighter
Background vocals: Ammar Malik, Masterer: Chris Gehringer, Guitar: Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo, Bass: Eric Roberts, Mixing engineer: John Hanes, Drums: Matt McGinley, Vocals: Neon Hitch, Travis McCoy, Additional instrumentation: Noel Zancanella, Ryan Tedder,
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[Verse 1:]
Just waking up in the morning,
And the beat well.
Quite honest with ya,
I ain't really sleep well.
Ya ever feel like your train of thought's been derailed?
That's when you press on - Lee nails.
Got the population just waitin' to see me fail.
Yeah, right, you're better off tryin' to freeze hell.
Some of us do it for the females,
And others do it for the retails,
But I do it for the kids, life throw the towel in on.
Everytime you fall it's only makin' your chin strong.
And I'll be in your corner like Mick, baby, till the end,
Or when you hear this song from that big lady.
[Bridge:]
Until the referee rings the bell,
Until both your eyes start to swell,
Until the crowd goes home,
What we gonna do y'all?
[Chorus: Ryan Tedder]
Give 'em hell, turn their heads,
Gonna live life till we're dead.
Give me scars, give me pain,
Then just say to me, say to me, say to me,
"There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter!"
That's what they'll say to me, say to me,
Say to me, "This one's a fighter!"
[Verse 2:]
And if I can last thirty rounds,
There's no reason you should ever have your head down.
Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds,
Hailing from rock bottom, Loserville, Nothing town.
Text book version of the kid going nowhere fast,
And now I'm yelling, "Kiss my ass!"
It's gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs
For you to recognize that you really ain't got it bad.
[Bridge]
[Chorus: Ryan Tedder]
Everybody put yo hands up!
What we gonna do? [x7] Y'all!
If you fall pick yourself up off the floor, (Get up!)
And when your bones can't take no more,
Just remember what you're here for,
'Cause I know, Imma damn sure.
[Chorus: Ryan Tedder]
Till the referee rings the bell,
Till both ya eyes start to swell,
Till the crowd goes home,
What we gon' do kid?
