Lyrics

With the heart of a lion, and the soul of a beast Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath I don't need a gold medal, or a diamond ring Just a living room floor, with the neighbours next door And the record on repeat I used to spend all my days making friends with enemies Just to drift up out the ocean And I broke out, of my hometown Caught a Greyhound From the old me to you, I think I'm coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath With an old suitcase, and an open heart No, I never look back No, I never fall apart Now I live in the moment, got everything I need And we'll never burn out 'cause we sing it real loud With the record on repeat I used to spend all my days making friends with enemies Just to drift up out the ocean And I broke out, of my hometown Caught a Greyhound From the old me to you, I think I'm coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Just a living room floor, with the neighbours next door And the record on repeat Just a living room floor, with the neighbours next door And the record on repeat Just a living room floor, with the neighbours next door And the record on repeat Just a living room floor, with the neighbours next door And the record on repeat And I broke out, of my hometown Caught a Greyhound From the old me to you, I think I'm coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up Coming up from underneath Coming up, up, up
Writer(s): Jordan Andrew Topf, Colin Brittain Cunningham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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