Figure It Out Songtext
von Survival

Four-wheeled chance crawling up my broken hands
Whispers in my ear say I′m gonna fail
Nah, not me, no
Lady luck turned her back on me
Day I was born cast me out like a dirty disease
Concern's the bad, the bad gets worse
And every day living with this hurt


I give myself a chance getting up off these broken hands
Block out the whispers I ain′t gonna fail
Nah, not me, no
Lady luck turned her back on me
Day I was born cast me out like a dirty disease
Concern's the bad, the bad gets worse
And every day living with this hurt

Check it out

But it's still coming, I′ll carry on anyway
Look life straight in the eye
Appreciate the chance of one more day
Keep pushing, keep climbing up
Don′t stay down when the world turns around
And hits you in the gut
Take two steps back while you figure it out
Have faith within yourself
Eradicate the self-doubt