It Is What It Is

The wild side of a woven eye I know

The amount of time it's spending down below

You pull the trigger

and the bullet flies away

Turns out it's much bigger

Than you or me

I told you to come back

When the waves were high

We're stuck in a blinded eye

But what more can be done

Blinded by the sun

You just can't beat the gun

Woah yeah

It is what it is

It is what it is

It is what it is

I'm out of breath and I'm dripping sweat again

But I'm still moving along

Just tell me when

The lesson's ready but it's taking its sweet old time

It's like a dull knife

And you don't know why

And you don't know why

I told you to come back

When the waves were high

We're stuck in a blinded eye

But what more can be done

Blinded by the sun

You just can't beat the gun

Woah yeah

It is what it is

It is what it is

It is what it is