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FREEFALL (feat. Chris Daughtry)

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This started out as a song about the itch to get back into the gym after recovering from an injury. It doesn't sound like that now but that's where it started. 

June 8, 2025

I feel the change comin' on
Runnin' through my veins
Let's go!

Back into the room where I belong
Muscle memory keeps leading you on
Too Eager too open up old scars
Tip-toed egg shells, under your skin
You dragged yourself out, Just to crawl back in!


Whether it's a day or a year, 
You still made your way back here,
You started having "The Itch,"
The Muscle Mem'ry brings you back, BITCH!



Couldn't fight it if you wanted to,
You love the rush of losing control,
It must be a full moon, 
The way your skin is starting to crawl
(Muscle Memory!)
(Muscle Memory!)
(Muscle Memory!)
Couldn't fight it if you wanted to,
(Muscle Memory)

Back in the world where no one belongs
(Muscle memory remains when all else is gone!)
An adrenaline kick brings your focus back
(muscle memory puts you on the attack,)
And just like Lazarus, I've risen, 
I've been livin' with this hunger, that keeps on keeping me driven
(It's Not time to back down), 
It's time to make a decision, 
(Ride on!)
Muscle memory keeps bringing you home,
Nobody knows what the fuck's going on,
Coming full circle just to do it again,
You dragged yourself out, 
Just to crawl back in!


Whether it's a day or a year, 
You still made your way back here,
You started having "The Itch,"
The Muscle Mem'ry brings you back, BITCH!


Couldn't fight it if you wanted to,
You love the rush of losing control,
It must be a full moon, 
When your skin is starting to crawl
(Muscle Memory!)
(Muscle Memory!)
Couldn't fight it if you wanted to,
(Muscle Memory!)
Crawl!
(Muscle Memory!)
I see you starting to Crawl!


Back in the room where we belong
The Muscle memory forcing us back is too strong
Rippin' and tearin' up the old scars, just to
Squeeze the last life out of this dying heart, 
If this isn't real then it's as close as it gets,
Muscle memory reminds you, we ain't dead yet!


Whether it's a day or a year, 
You still made your way back here,
You started having "The Itch,"
The Muscle Mem'ry brings you back, BITCH!


Couldn't fight it if you wanted to,
You love the rush of losing control,
It must be a full moon, 
When your skin is starting to crawl
(Muscle Memory!)
(Muscle Memory!)
Couldn't fight it if you wanted to,


Muscle Memory

An energetic, unapologetic declaration: true fire doesn’t wait for permission — and neither should you.

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