Workin'

I feel something

As sun shines to shadow blocks on dewy mornings, yeah

In this jungle

Sometimes it's hard to know just how far my eyes might see

Just know I wasn't made for waiting

You shouldn't underestimate my will

Can you keep up?

Or will you blow in the wind?

Sand dunes might be the new thing

Or coffee stains on old magazines

But I won't wake up

To just accept this is it, yeah

I'll be soaring

Through the skylines of my dreams

Far as my eyes can see

And if this crumbles

At least I'll be the one who dared to fly

Falling free

'Cause, no, I wasn't made for waiting

You shouldn't underestimate my will

Can you keep up?

Or will you sit on the fence?

Routine it ain't for me, I live

Take the night until the morning bird sings

But I won't wake up

To just accept this is it, yeah

I'll be working (Working)

'Cause I'm (Working, working, working)

'Cause I'm working

(Working, working, working, working, working)

Don't you know that I'll be working?

(Working, working, working, working, working

Working, working, working, working, working)

Working

I'll be working working

I'll be working working