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Work It Out
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Rock
Work It Out was released on November 1, 2003 by teenage USA recordings as a part of the album Teaser + Bonus Level
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Release DateNovember 1, 2003
Labelteenage USA recordings
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM162

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Edward Bradley
Robert Edward Bradley
Songwriter

Lyrics

Silently waiting here
For something to come on
Quality time well spent
We won't rush it this time
'Cause sooner or later it's gonna happen
But will we be fine?
We're sleeping on couches, sleeping on floors
Now everything's rosy
'Til I start to feel pressure
To do everything right
Say all the right things
At all the right times
And I'm so filled with fear
That I don't belong here
But if I fall, I'll get up again
Dust me off, no, it's not the end
Won't listen to a word they said
Well, we can work this out
I'll play these chords 'til my fingers bleed
Soon enough, we'll get what we need
We can work this out
I bit my tongue, I held my breath
For opportunity to knock
The open road called my name
Here and I decided that
Not good with rejection, not too good with stress
Pull my hair out, I'm a mess
I think I can do it
I think I can
I think I can
But again, there's this pressure
To do everything right
Say all the right things
At all the right times
And I'm so filled with fear
That I don't belong here
Belong here
But if I fall, I'll get up again
Dust me off, no, it's not the end
Won't listen to a word they said
Well, we can work this out
I'll play these chords 'til my fingers bleed
Soon enough, we'll get what we need
We can work this out
Stop
If I ran to the shadows
Where no one could find me
Would you be there to shine a light on me?
In the calm before the storm
Can't help but think we're warm
This is what I wanted
What I wanted
What I wanted
But if I fall, I'll get up again
Dust me off, no, it's not the end
Won't listen to a word they said
Well, we can work this out
I'll play these chords 'til my fingers bleed
Soon enough, we'll get what we need
We can work this out
But if I fall, I'll get up again
Dust me off, no, it's not the end
Won't listen to a word they said
Well, we can work this out
Written by: Robert Edward Bradley
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