Got a glare in his eye, as he curses the sky
Never one for the gentle or kind
The thunder it rages, it's been that way for ages
In the tempest of his own mind

He's like a storm, rolling through the days
Tossing aside whatever's in his way
They say his mood's as bad as the weather

Oh, shake off, shake off
Shake off the pains that hold you down, yeah

Got a glare in his eye, as he curses the sky
Never one for the gentle or kind
The thunder it rages, it's been that way for ages
In the tempest of his own mind

He's like a storm, rolling through the days
Tossing aside whatever's in his way
With a gimpy leg (poor leg)
He hobbles round, won't take it slow
They say his mood's as bad as the weather
But he just scoffs while on the go

Oh, shake off, shake off
Shake off the pains that hold you down, yeah

His laughter’s like a crack of thunder, fierce and loud
Ain’t the one to hide or to be bowed
Reckless heart, through the storm, he stands proud
He wears no compromise, no surrender in his stance
In every glance, there's a challenge, not by chance

Shake Off

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