Marc E. Bassy – Stick To Your Guns lyrics

I know what they say
You can’t make it all alone
It takes numbers to be strong
I know what they say
You can’t fight them all alone
(It’s stirring somewhere inside[?])

I got real high hopes
Out there on the line
When you’re pushing higher
It takes a kind of trying

Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns

Summer comes again
I just want to go with my gut
Go to sleep when the sun turns on
But you can’t grow up
So you find a happy home

(It’s stirring somewhere inside[?])
I got real high hopes
Out there on the line
When you’re pushing higher
It takes a kind of trying

Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns

Winter comes around
Clouds rolling over town
And I still can hear the sounds
Coming from the radio
That my dad played in the house
Come charging through the hall
Singing do you remember
Indexing thugs
Shooting at the sun
Do you remember
Every battle won
(That was never hung[?])
I know you remember
Running in the rain
(Never happened out in pain[?])
Growing up, you’ll probably get hurt
But you know the angels watching you the same

I got real high hopes
Out there on the line
When you’re pushing higher
It takes a kind of trying

Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns
Stick to your guns