I want it all
Don't want for you
For nothing
For something
Piece of you
Walk with me
Tell me I see
Chris, I'm tired of this old view
My hands softly
Bring them up inside
Bring them up inside
Clap, clap your hands
Clap your back
Say it loud
What you've learned
You are no more
But stupid
You're no f*cking fool
My hands softly
Bring them up inside
Bring them up inside