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Muscle Memory Lyrics - Win Hands Down - Armored Saint

I read the news every day or I try 

Switch back and forth between 

A scowl and a smile 

People lift me up or drop me 

Flat like a stone 

But still I want to believe in them 

My clan comes number one in the fight 

We brought souls in this world 

And we'll do it right 

Though my moods they swing like a pendulum 

They know where my heart comes from 

Like our dear departed friend Andy told me 

It's only water off a ducks 

Back in the stream 

Face it like a man face it like a wimp 

But either way you're facing it 

 

Burying your hero underneath 

Your feathers 

Signals a swan song 

Yes the ride is short but your 

Heretage is long 

 

Muscle memory 

Is what I use to carry me 

Muscle memory 

Ain't no way I worry 'bout a thing 

Muscle memory 

I reference stuff I know 

Muscle memory 

Then put my feet down and go 

 

I want music to bring me down to my knees 

Make me sob like an infant make me angry 

Rip me to shreds clue me back up 

Make my mind explode 

Things that matter I can afford 

Get my shit together and get onboard 

Shed every pound, melt it away 

Rid that overweight load 

 

Burying your head underneath the sand 

Is succumbing to the words I can't 

Ok the ride may stall but your legacy 

Stands tall 

 

Muscle memory 

Is what I use to carry me 

Muscle memory 

Ain't no way I worry 'bout anything 

Muscle memory 

I reference stuff I learn 

Muscle memory 

Disfigurement I've earned 

 

And I wear it like a badge of honor 

No stone unturned 

Yeah it's the bane of my existence 

To pass the torch in a world of nonsense 

 

Shot a miss 

So many nights I've toiled over this 

Once around 

Crotchety young man make it count 

 

I make my own news out on the fly 

Do much more than I need to get by 

People lift me up 

Don't let me drop 

Or at least have a net there 

 

Burying your hero in your hands 

Looks like a deserted plan 

Yes the ride is short 

With temptations to abort 

ok the ride may stall 

You still sound off the bugle call 

 

Muscle memory 

Is what I use to carry me 

Muscle memory 

Ain't no way I worry 'bout anything 

Muscle memory 

I reference stuff I know 

Muscle memory 

Then put me feet down and go 

 

And I go, yeah 

There I go 

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