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First Pop of the Crowd

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[Verse 1] Cheap motel mirror Taped-up wrists I flex and grin Name stitched on my jacket But no one knew it goin' in Dusty curtain shaking I could hear 'em chant his name I was just “the other” Paid in gas and pocket change [Chorus] But they screamed when I stood up First pop of the crowd It hit like a truck Hand in the air Sweat in my eyes Ref raised my arm I felt alive Yeah I took that three-count Soaked in that sound First win in the CWF I’m never comin’ down [Verse 2] Knees still kinda wobbling Rope burn wrapped around my skin Thought I blew it early Slipped on that top-rope spin He swung wild I ducked it Felt the mat when his body crashed Heard the slap “one-two—” Time slowed before that final slap [Chorus] Then they screamed when I stood up First pop of the crowd It hit like a truck Hand in the air Sweat in my eyes Ref raised my arm I felt alive Yeah I took that three-count Soaked in that sound First win in the CWF I’m never comin’ down [Bridge] Backstage Hallway hum Old vets nod as I walk by (oh yeah) Phone light blowing up Mama’s text says “You can fly” This belt ain’t gold yet But it’s real around my waist I tasted something bigger And I’m starving for the chase [Chorus] Now they scream when I stand up First pop of the crowd Still hits like a truck Hand in the air Fire in my eyes Every arena I’m alive Yeah I’ll chase that three-count Drown in that sound First win in the CWF I’m never comin’ down (never comin’ down)