In the Raw

[intro] [Verse] I’m always right there on the brink, decisions made on a whim No safety net beneath my feet, just a prayer and a hopeful grin I crash and burn, then rise again, ain't no quitting in my soul Every scar a lesson learned, taking back what the world stole [Chorus] in the raw, I go hard, with the engine in my chest in the raw, I go hard, not taking it slow or second-best If I go down, I go down wide, boots first, no brakes, no guard I don’t tiptoe through the wreckage, I keep both hands on the spark in the raw, I go hard, let it hit, let it pull me through If the edge comes calling back, I’m already halfway to the view [Bridge] So let it sway while I’m out on the wire I can feel the floor drop out, and I don’t call for a wire No net below, no backseat voice, no hand on the rail I’m all in, I’m all in now If this is the fall, then I know that shape One sharp move and the whole room snaps awake Fingers tight with voltage, lungs up at the edge [build up] Hold on—hold on—I don’t even flinch [solo] [Verse 2] Now the guardrail’s gone, and the road bends hard by the quarry Headlights rake the fence line, and I don’t slow for the gate Got a match in my pocket, bad luck in the teeth of my grin One wrong move and it all goes loud, still I’m already there [alt. Chorus] in the raw, go hard! yeah! Every breath hits like a hammer, I take it straight, no guard No safety line beneath me, just the drop and open sky If I go down, I go down wide, with my eyes still on the line I don’t back out when it gets loud, I lean into the charge Yeah, eyes still on the line! Raw! Go hard! Every breath hits like a hammer, I take it straight, no guard. No safety line beneath me, just the drop and open sky. If I go down, I go down wide, with my eyes still on the line. I don’t back out when it gets loud, I lean into the charge. Yeah, eyes still on the line! In the raw, I go hard, not taking it slow or second-best. If I go down, I go down wide, boots first, no brakes, no guard. I don’t tiptoe through the wreckage, I keep both hands on the spark. In the raw, I go hard, let it hit, let it pull me through. If the edge comes calling back, I’m already halfway to the view. Raw! Go hard!