I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
For letting me
Looking at the devil
Grinning at the gun
Fingers start shaking
I begin to run
Bullets start chasing
I begin to stop
We begin to wrestle
I was on top
I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
Bring it on
Bring it on back
Bring, bring, bring it on back
Bring somebody to thank you
Dance to the music
All night long
Everyday people
Sing a simple song
Thank you for the party
But I could never stay
Many things is on my mind
Words are in my way
I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
Flaming eyes of peoples fear
Burning into you
Many men are missing much
Hating what they do
Youth and truth are making love
Dig it for a starter
Dying young is hard to take
Selling out is so much, so much harder, now
I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
I tried, I tried
I wanna thank you for letting me be myself again
I wanna thank, I wanna thank, I wanna thank
Bring it on back
Bring, bring, bring it on back
Bring somebody to thank you
Bring it on back
Bring, bring, bring it on back
Bring somebody to thank you
Bring it on back
Bring, bring, bring it on back
Bring somebody to thank you
I try, I try
Bring it on back
Bring, bring, bring it on back
Bring somebody to thank you