paroles de chanson Tread On Me (Stripped) - Matt Maeson

Well, I come a long way from the trips and the shaky hands
If you're looking down on me, I could really give a good Goddamn
Lotta miles, lotta folds, I'm still findin' out who I am
Lotta miles, lotta folds, I'm still findin' out who I am

And every time, it's my fault somehow
Now I know why you don't trust me now
Every time, it's my fault somehow

Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep, so I don't
And I could hardly speak, so I won't
Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep, so I don't
And I could hardly speak, so I won't

Well, I come a long way from the tricks and the easy love
I've been stitching up my mind
I've been tryin' not to hold that grudge
Lotta miles, lotta folds, I'm still tryin' to just get back up
Lotta miles, lotta folds, I'm still tryin' to just get back up

Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep, so I don't
And I could hardly speak, so I won't
Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep, so I don't
And I could hardly speak, so I won't

I'm tryin' to live in the moment like you told me
I'm tryin' to control it without givin' it up
I'm a soldier, and I'm on my feet for now
I gotta live in the moment like you told me
I gotta control it without givin' it up
I'm a soldier and I'm on my feet for now

If you're looking down on me, I could really give a good Goddamn

Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep, so I don't
And I could hardly speak, so I won't
Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep, so I don't
And I could hardly speak, so I won't