Michelle Branch - Knock Yourself Out Lyrics
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Knock Yourself Out
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What Are The Lyrics For Knock Yourself Out By Michelle Branch?
Here we are, we are waiting for life to begin
And I'm just so bored of innocence And everybody is busy making plans Go ahead Knock yourself out I'm heading out of here to who knows where Maybe I'll write a song and someone will listen Is that enough to make me happy? Well, I won't know until I get there I keep talking but no one listens And I keep hearing things that I can't understand And I see beauty in resistance And I'm just trying to figure out who I am I'm just trying to figure out who I am In the dark I can feel the weight of the world Pushing down on top of my shoulders You think you're strong enough to carry it all? Go ahead, knock yourself out I keep talking but no one listens And I keep hearing things that I can't understand And I see beauty in resistance And I'm just trying to figure out who I am I'm just trying to figure out who I am I hope all that I've learned will make sense When I get there When I get there I hope all that I've learned will make sense When I get there When I get there I keep talking but no one listens And I keep hearing things that I can't understand And I see beauty in resistance And I'm just trying to figure out who I am I'm just trying to figure out who I am And I hope all that I've learned will make sense When I get there |
Who Wrote Knock Yourself Out By Michelle Branch?
Garret Noel Lee, Jennifer Decilveo, Michelle Jacquet Branch
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What's The Duration Of The Knock Yourself Out By Michelle Branch?The duration of Knock Yourself Out is 4:10 minutes and seconds. |
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