Fly like Icarus Scared of getting high And when I come too close I'll fall right through the sky And if I crash and burn Won't be my last goodbye I fly a little farther every time these bruises multiply (Oh oh oh...) yeah (Oh oh oh...) bruises (Oh oh oh...) Oh, I get a little smarter every time my bruises multiply Run like Crazy Horse Set the trail on fire And if I miss a step I might trip a wire But when it goes to hell You gon' hear me cry But I run a little harder every time these bruises multiply (Oh oh oh...) yeah, bruises (Oh oh oh...) aah (Oh oh oh...) I run a little harder every time these bruises multiply (I get a little smarter every time my bruises multiply) Nah nah nah... Fly like Icarus Scared of getting high And when I come too close I'll fall right through the sky I get a little stronger every time these bruises multiply (Oh oh oh...) these bruises multiply Oh, I grow a little taller, get a little smarter Feel a little stronger every time these bruises multiply