When you're starin' the face of a bull
And you got no one left to fool
What do you do
What do you do

When you're grindin' your teeth to the bone
And you're feelin' so alone
What do you do
It's time to move

Take a breath, and feel what's comin'
Look at death, and see it runnin'
Take a breath, and feel what's comin'
Look at death, and see it runnin'

Take a breath, and feel what's comin'
Look at death, and see it runnin'
Take a breath, and feel what's comin'
Look at death, and see it runnin'

Ole ole ole
Ole dale ole
Ole ole ole
Ole dale ole

Ole ole ole
Ole dale ole
Ole ole ole
Ole dale ole

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Writer(s): Ben Moraca