Besedila: Laura Cantrell. Not the Tremblin' Kind.

You can play master but I won't wear your chains
Throw out your dreams and tell me what remains

Shake your power in my face but leave your threats behind
Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind

You want me to get down on my knees
And beg for just a little sympathy

You want me to go to bed, beat it and resign
Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind

It's so bright, yet I'm not afraid to stand my ground
'Cause you'll find that you're never gonna break me down

No, no, no more promises, no more of your lies
No more wasted virtues, no more call at your tries

I may be a fugitive, I'm not runnin' blind
Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind

It's so bright, yet I'm not afraid to stand my ground
'Cause you'll find that you're never gonna break me down

No, no, no more promises, no more of your lies
No more wasted virtues, no more call at your tries

I may be a fugitive, I'm not runnin' blind
Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind

Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind
Oh, no, no, no, I'm not the tremblin' kind