| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight |
| They won't know what hit 'em, shout this melody |
| (Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight) |
| (They won't know what hit 'em, shout this melody) |
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| Life's my drug, life's my thrive |
| Yellow as the sun, got to run and gun |
| Through these hazy days, I won't let go |
| As long as brightness shows, don't forget |
| Although we sink to the bottom of a bottle |
| We've got to put the throttle in motion, set these moments aside |
| You've got to know, it's a tool you'll own |
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| When life hits a standstill, 'round like a windmill |
| Don't defend yourself |
| Embrace the pain, it's hard to explain |
| But when you're on top of the world |
| You'll make it rain yellow haze |
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| Make this your remedy tonight |
| They won't know what hit them, shout this melody |
| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight |
| They won't know what hit them, shout this melody |
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| It's the time, save the day |
| Make each minute count, strike this with no doubt |
| Latch onto the wheel, bring out your drive |
| And just count to five, don't you forget |
| You might only fail if you don't give all your throttle |
| Don't hesitate to spice your devotion |
| Keep those scars as your own |
| Wear them like a dog tag, don't you wave your white flag |
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| When life hits a standstill, 'round like a windmill |
| Fight through the storm it brings |
| Embrace the pain, it's not too late |
| 'Cause when you're on top of the world |
| You'll make it rain |
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| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight |
| They won't know what hit them, shout this melody |
| "Thunderstorms are coming" |
| Run free from this maze, bask in the yellow haze |
| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight |
| They won't know what hit them, shout this melody |
| "Thunderstorms are coming" |
| Run free from this maze |
| You'll make it rain |
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| Start your engine, make it rain, make it rain |
| The supernova calls your name |
| Now leave your mark, throwing stones |
| Sweating boulders by the desert planes |
| The fire in your heart remains |
| Placating time like it's all disposed |
| Nothing left but exposed |
| Gasoline on the ground, light it up and turn this all around |
| There's nothing more to escalate |
| No more to procrastinate |
| Rev the engine, make your fate |
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| Mmm-mmm, mmm-mmm |
| Woah |
| Set your sights on this |
| Accolade make it |
| Cry out the yellow haze |
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| Just one more time, turn your eyes toward the sun |
| Thy will is done |
| Your life's begun |
| You are on top of the world |
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| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight |
| They won't know what hit them, shout this melody |
| "Thunderstorms are coming" |
| Run free from this maze, bask in the yellow haze |
| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight (Remedy tonight) |
| They won't know what hit them, shout this melody |
| "Thunderstorms are coming" |
| Run free from this maze |
| You'll make it rain yellow haze |
| Strike your fist harder, make this your remedy tonight |
| Shout this melody |
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