OTC - A Certain Degree

We've been fighting all our lives, it's an internal war
Fighting against limits that we just want to destroy
Fighting for the things that make us feel like more
With our hands and our hearts, we'll kick down the door (And)

Burn it down

And play Modest Mouse at my funeral
Cuz I'm trailer trash, I came as a rat, and I'll scream at god like Cowboy Dan
So play Modest Mouse at my funeral
We'll do the cockroach from point A to point B while gravity rides everything

The time's been spent, the wind blew through
Willpower to make myself improve (And)
Hold on to what I've learned
Since that first day in '85

I feel alive
I feel alive
I feel alive
Finally

I feel alive
I feel alive
I feel alive
To a certain degree

Written by:
Dakota Koll, Dane Broussard, Mitchell Dague

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