Lyrics

Just a young gun with a quick fuse I was uptight, wanna let loose I was dreaming of bigger things And wanna leave my own life behind Not a yes sir, not a follower Fit the box, fit the mold Have a seat in the foyer, take a number I was lightning before the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Kids were laughing in my classes While I was scheming for the masses Who do you think you are? Dreaming 'bout being a big star You say you're basic, you say you're easy You're always riding in the back seat Now I'm smiling from the stage while You were clapping in the nosebleeds Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder Thunder, feel the thunder Lightning and the thunder
Writer(s): Benjamin Arthur Mckee, Alexander Junior Grant, Daniel Wayne Sermon, Jayson M. Dezuzio, Daniel Coulter Reynolds, Daniel James Platzman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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