Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Lostprophets
Roll with the punches, son
Through everything we've done
Yeah, we sing and we probably rise
Through it all undefeated
I live this life
Measure out these days
By the sun that shines
And the puoring rain
But I still believe
That I was meant to be
Right here
Maybe I make mistakes
But I can't be wrong
I know where I am going
Where I'm coming from
'Cause in my head
The future seems so clear
Rise above the ground
Live your life out loud
And sing with me
So, baby, hold on tight
And you'll be all right
So come on, come on
When you know that you're right, you gotta
Roll with the punches, son
Through everything we've done
Yeah, we sing and we probably rise
Through it all undefeated
Time and time again
I always will defend
Everything I am
Until the bitter end
Yeah, I still believe
That I was meant to be
Right here
Rise above the ground
Live your life out loud
And sing with me
So, baby, hold on tight
And you'll be all right
So come on, come on
When you know that you're right, you gotta
Roll with the punches, son
Through everything we've done
Yeah, we sing and we probably rise
Through it all undefeated
Roll with the punches, son
Through everything we've done
Yeah, we sing and we probably rise
Through it all undefeated
Roll with the punches, son
Through everything we've done
Yeah, we sing and we probably rise
Through it all undefeated
Roll with the punches, son
Through everything we've done
Yeah, we sing and we probably rise
Through it all undefeated, yeah
We probably rise through it all
Undefeated