Throwing Punches & Taking Hits

Say the word let faith drag it out,
And God said "let there be A.D.D"
It seems that all of their symptoms are gone
My attention span is bleeding out with profanities

Don't take a breath, just twist your faces into fists
And start throwing punches and or taking hits
I don't wanna grow up

All al-oh-oh-one in disbelief
Alive and it gets better every day
Just carry on with the sweet relief
I can do this on my own
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it in my bo-oh-oh-oh-ones

Say the word let faith be your guide
We'll make it out with A.D.H.D
You're throwing parties of feeling sorry
I'm dressing up to keep the rest of me the best of me

I can do this on my oh-oh-oh-oh-own

And if there was ever too much in our heads
Or we got frightened by the ones we loved
We just ate our fears for breakfast
Or we fed them to the dogs

I can do this on my own
I can feel it in my bones
I can feel it in my bones
I can do this on my own
I can feel it in my bones
I can do this on my own