Lyrics: William Patrick Van Alstine/Jay Lewitt Stolar
Music: William Patrick Van Alstine/Jay Lewitt Stolar
There's something, yeah, I feel it coming
Woke up feeling like everything is new
I'm running when I should be walking
Keep moving, it feels like the things to do
So do it, do it, whatever you like
Hard to look away when you're in that light
Come on, come on, come on
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
So do it, do it, whatever you like
Hard to look away when you're in that light
Come on, come on, come on
Feeling fresh
I'm hitting the gas on the highway
Got so many places I never been
Coming in with the strike like I'm lightning
I got something inside that you never seen
So do it, do it, whatever you like
Hard to look away when you're in that light
Come on, come on, come on
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Oh, yeah
There's something, yeah, I feel it coming
Woke up feeling like everything is new
I'm running when I should be walking
Keep moving, it feels like the things to do
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Feeling fresh
Oh, yeah