Lungs are burning up in your chest
Every muscle screaming in distress
Heart is pounding without a rest
Praying for cardiac arrest
Battery acid running through my veins
Legs are wobbling, can't maintain
Brain is throbbing like a migraine
Every flavor, every kind of pain
When you think you're out of gas
When you think you've got no breath
There's always something in the tank
For one more rep!
Hey one more rep
Hey one more rep
Every day the exact same thing
Round and round on an endless ring
Nerves wound tight like a coiled spring
Surviving barely on a shoestring
If you quit or if you stay
Life keeps living anyway
Don't downplay a fair cliché
Pretend the end is every day
Scrape the bottom, scrape the floor
Still you find there's always more
Dig it out from your core
Give it one more rep
When you think you're out of gas
When you think you've got no breath
There's always something in the tank
For one more rep
Hey one more rep
Hey one more rep
