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 in to survive

Well I'm not a slave to a God

That doesn't exist

And 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

And 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

But the death of millions is just a statistic

Well I'm not a slave to a God

That doesn't exist

And I'm not a slave to a world

That doesn't give a shit

Well I'm not a slave to a God

Who doesn't exist

And I'm not a slave to a world

That doesn't give a shit

Fight, fight, fight, fight

Fight, fight, fight, fight