The Fight Song

Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events

And isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath it to survive



I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist

I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit



And when we were good

You just closed your eyes

So when we are bad

We'll scar your minds



Fight, fight, fight, fight

Fight, fight, fight, fight



You'll never grow up to be a big-rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame

They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons

And say that death was on sale today



And when we were good

You just closed your eyes

So when we are bad

We'll scar your minds



But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist

I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit



The death of one is a tragedy

The death of one is a tragedy

The death of one is a tragedy

The death of millions is just a statistic



But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist

I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit

But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist

I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit



Fight, fight, fight, fight

Fight, fight, fight, fight