David Bazan
Little Motor
[Verse 1]
So you're made of flesh and blood
And your daughter, she called your bluff
You get emotional over empty cups
Grow up

[Verse 2]
Every day you wake up alive
Little motor behind your eyes
That wars are fought about
By those who have no doubt
Out loud

[Verse 3]
Most evenings when the sun goes down
You think of leaving but you stick around
It's just a flesh wound with a proper noun
Calm down

[Verse 4]
Every day you wake up alive
Little motor behind your eyes
That wars are fought about
By those who have no doubt
Out loud