Matt Maeson Tread On Me
Well, I come a long way from the trips and the shaky hands
If you're lookin' down on me, I could really give a good goddamn
Lotta miles, lotta folds, I'm still findin' out who am
Lotta miles, lotta folds, I'm still findin' out who 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 can hardly speak
So I won't
Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep
So I don't
And I can hardly speak
So I won't
Well, I come a long way from the tricks and the easy road
I been stitching up my mind
I 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 can hardly speak
So I won't
Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep
So I don't
And I can 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'm gotta to live in the moment
Like you told me
I'm gotta to control it
Without givin' it up
I'm a soldier
And I'm on my feet for now
If you're lookin' 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 can hardly speak
So I won't
Don't you tread on me
I could hardly sleep
So I don't
And I can hardly speak
So I won't (so I won't)