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I don't know if you can here me, or if you're even there I don't know if you will listen to a humble prayer They tell me I am just an outcast, I shouldn't speak to you Still I see your face and wonder "Were you once an outcast too?" All for one and one for all We're the sons of the underdogs Roam the valleys, moonlit alleys outside your country balls All for one and one for all We're the sons of the underdogs Roam the valleys, moonlit alleys outside your country balls The town folk tryna keep us down They stay closed (?) at this late hour Let us formate, once and for all make way for the underdog All I ever wanted was to do this here All you ever wanted was to ruin, it's clear It's not like I'd care, but I got that feeling I'll soon be dead and I'm still in bed (You gotta get up, get out, more work, less talk) But with no support you get doubt Suspicious minds, and there's prolly some reasons behind it I'm not gon' be lying All along, seems all is wrong, my grind and my time Look hard enough all my faults and you're fine Talking 'bout freedom? Well you took mine Dirts pillin' up (But really we're good guys) The more you twist our presentation the less I'm waiting for your expectations Girls on our shows, what you think they coming for? (?) (Your's truly) The underdog Have you ever felt like an underdog? All alone in the thunderstorm Thrown 'round, up and down like a somersault Better call Saul, let me get my troubles solved This is for all of you underdogs Our love caught up in the thunderstorm Thrown 'round, up and down like a somersault Better call Saul, let me get my troubles solved Really nothing's wrong Why you lookin' down? Man look at you know, made this through this fucking song Permanent skate kept under the upper arm Wild ass, underdogs will never run along I'm so tired of having a neck (Neck) Who needs this crap, we've had it with that (That) Just tell me how to handle the rats Never know what to expect; stab or pat on the back and Since day one, worked nothing but upstreams Trust me, it's just me, myself and my gut feelin' Plus it must be like this to be an underhound Never had no skatepark, we built it from the ground Take the tunnel down, just come on under now Watch for yourself, look and see that you wonder how Started out blind, even efficient Believed in it, trips and missions, we just did it Rollin' up to the gnarliest spot, the tail pops, trucks take off the part and the drop Fallin' off, every slam made it harder to stop 'em Watch it, shot it my part regardless got it so stomped it, what? Underestematin' me could be the dumbest call It's just you and your little bubble song You claimin' rules, well we're stuck with laws Sicker than (?), looked at like underdogs I know it says money talks But I've done it all, high cold like tundra frost Make the thing yourself, that's how I'm loving y'all Y One double-R, flip that (?) underdog (?) It's nothing wrong but you're lookin' down Look at you know, made this through this fucking song RV permanent under my upper arm Wild ass underdogs will never run along All for one and one for all We're the sons of the underdogs Roam the valleys, moonlit alleys outside your country balls All for one and one for all We're the sons of the underdogs Roam the valleys, moonlit alleys outside your country balls The town folk tryna keep us down They stay closed (?) at this late hour Let us formate, once and for all make way for the underdog
Writer(s): Hannes Sebastian Sigrell, Alexander Olof Juneblad, Erik Nils Hoerstedt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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