Never Gonna Stop (Stage Rockers Remix) - Phil H.

It's in taxis it's on trains In airports hopping planes The silence moving on contains It's in all the in-betweens In the day to day routines In over 15 million dreams It's in trying to close the door It's never gonna stop It's in how you're looking for A way to make it stop It's in missing someone more It's never gonna stop No it's never gonna stop It's like trying to fly trapeze Like has-beens gonna-bes Ill at ease and hard to please It's how Paris how Cologne How even Zurich feels outgrown It's in the way you could have known Can you make some room for me Can you make some room for me It's in trying to close the door it's never gonna stop I miss you even more and it's never gonna stop

Time to grind Get inside your mind Yeah, we working over time That's the only way to climb We gon make it in our prime Signing on the dotted line Cashing checks left and right That's the way I'm living life, uh I feel alive when I got a goal in sight Chip away, I gotta fight Ain't nobody else in sight Man, I think I see the light Yeah, that shit is so bright Follow me, I got the guide See you on the other side, son Ain't nobody know what I been through Ain't nobody know what I can do I'm ready to go into battle I'll put on a show, razzle-dazzle I'm about to take off Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah No, I'm about to take off Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah So get out my way, I'm here to stay You can try another day, yeah 'Cause I love the taste of winning the race Gold medal, first place, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah I'm a vet, 'cause I work with every breath Man, I love the taste of sweat I won't have any regrets, uh They get upset When they trying just to rest And I'm still right at my desk Make'em all feel so pressed, yeah But that's the test If you wanna be the best It ain't easy, it's a mess If you wanna have success You keep going, like possessed Drive it deep into your chest Every failure is a test Learn the most leave the rest Ain't nobody know what I been through Ain't nobody know what I can do I'm ready to go into battle I'll put on a show, razzle-dazzle I'm about to take off Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah No, I'm about to take off Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah So get out my way, I'm here to stay You can try another day, yeah 'Cause I love the taste of winning the race Gold medal, first place, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah Never gonna stop till I'm chillin' at the top, yeah

If you ever need me Know that I will sing for you Every step have let me Took my dream about you If there's any chance that you would find me I prefer just to wait and wait If you ever need me I will be the one who stays So I'm waiting I will be the one who stays If you ever need me Know that I will sing for you Every step have let me Took my dream about you If there's any chance that you would find me I prefer just to wait and wait If you ever need me I will be the one who stays So I'm waiting I will be the one who stays So I'm waiting I will be the one who stays

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