Sam Roberts - Kid Icarus Lyrics
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Kid Icarus
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What Are The Lyrics For Kid Icarus By Sam Roberts?
Every morning when I wake up
Try to get going, try to fill my cup Taping my knuckles for a dust-up 'Cause there's no other way for me to fill my cup, woah Now every time that I break down Some up and comer tryin' to steal my crown Gonna send him back to the underground And that's what you get for tryin' to steal my crown I ain't going down easy I ain't going down easy You're not the only one Who's flying too close to the sun Set the world on fire if you're so inclined Gonna lay down low, gonna bide my time Gonna pull the strings till it all unwinds But set yourself on fire if you're so inclined I ain't going down easy I ain't going down easy You're not the only one Who's flying too close to the sun Flying too close to the sun I, I coulda been a contender I coulda been a contender, I coulda been a contender I, I coulda been a contender I coulda been a contender, I coulda been a contender I gotta pick myself up I gotta pick myself up I gotta pick myself up One more round I know that you'd be face down On the mat I'm on the ropes but Here comes the uppercut Here comes the uppercut I ain't going down easy I ain't going down easy You're not the only one Who's flying too close to the sun |
Who Wrote Kid Icarus By Sam Roberts?
Sam Lewis Roberts
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What's The Duration Of The Kid Icarus By Sam Roberts?The duration of Kid Icarus is 3:15 minutes and seconds. |
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