Fly like Icarus Scared of getting high And when I come too close I’ll fall right through the sky And if I crash and burn Won’t be my last goodbye I fly a little farther every time these bruises multiply
(Oh oh oh…) yeah (Oh oh oh…) bruises (Oh oh oh…) Oh, I get a little smarter every time my bruises multiply
Run like Crazy Horse Set the trail on fire And if I miss a step I might trip a wire But when it goes to hell You gon’ hear me cry But I run a little harder every time these bruises multiply
(Oh oh oh…) yeah, bruises (Oh oh oh…) aah (Oh oh oh…) I run a little harder every time these bruises multiply
(I get a little smarter every time my bruises multiply)
Nah nah nah…
Fly like Icarus Scared of getting high And when I come too close I’ll fall right through the sky
I get a little stronger every time these bruises multiply
(Oh oh oh…) these bruises multiply
Oh, I grow a little taller, get a little smarter Feel a little stronger every time these bruises multiply