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The storm is getting closer I feel it in the air No doubts we'll survive through it No reason for despair Who's to break us? we're here to stay Who's to judge our way to be? Who's to shine bright like diamonds, eh? Throw me rocks and I build a fort You say "shh", I say "gimme more" We impose, that's what we're known for Hands up high We be feeling fly Strutting and in pose Pose, fingers to the sky I feel alive! On a thrilling vibe This is how we roll Every other night The storm is getting closer I feel it in the air No doubts we'll survive through it No reason for despair Who's to break us? we're here to stay Who's to judge our way to be? Who's to shine bright like diamonds, eh? Throw me rocks and I build a fort You say "shh", I say "gimme more" We impose, that's what we're known for Hands up high We be feeling fly Strutting and in pose Pose, fingers to the sky I feel alive! On a thrilling vibe This is how we roll Every other night
Writer(s): Paolo Sandrini, Emerie Augusto Gutnik, Rocco Salvatore De Marsico, Ignazio Di Cesare Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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