Factory77, N.b.d. - Much More Move

Much more move this time.
I've been pinned to the same old floor.
Same four walls, but not no more.
Shoes hit hard on my back door.
I want the rush.
I want the roar.
No half step, no slow retreat.
Count it down, then move your feet.
Open wide, the night is mine.
Cross that line, I'm right on time.
I want much more move this time.
Much more move this time. I want much more move this time.
Baby, pull me into line, oh.
No more holding back. No more playing it safe.
I want much more, much more move this time.
Much more move this time.
Much more move this time.
New shoes, bag 'em out and gone.
Phone switched off, I'm moving on.
Train pulls out, I take the leap.
Fast lane running under me. Tell me where, I'm on my way.
Heart wide open, here to stay.
No permission, no rewind. Leave the old life far behind.
No half step, no slow retreat.
Count it down, then move your feet.
Open wide, the night is mine.
Cross that line, I'm right on time.
I want much more move this time.
Much more move this time. I want much more move this time.
Baby, pull me into line, oh.
No more holding back. No more playing it safe.
I want much more, much more move this time.
Much more move this time.
If I fall, I rise again. If I shake, I break the chain.
One step, two, I take the floor.
I was made to reach for more.
I-I-I want much more move this time.
Much more move this time. I want much more move this time.
Baby, pull me into line, oh. No more holding back.
No more playing it safe. I want much more, much more move this time.
Much more move this time.
Much more move this time.