If your dream turns out to be nothing but a big misfortune.

Any breach you cause is to narrow options down like too soon.

Any price that you pay, any reason to stay, utopic.

Like a needle in hay, too much pain every day, you feel sick.

Be a fighter with head and soul.

Get up or be controlled.

Be a fighter in every day.

No force control my way.

You`re within the wheel tryin`to catch up with the world around you.

You have lost appeal far removed from anything you want to.

You insist on your right, you are sure that you tried to get by.

Every tear that you cried and the swallowing pride, a big lie.

Be a fighter with head and soul.

Get up or be controlled.

Be a fighter in every day.

No force control my way.

It`s in your hand, I recommend you fucking draw a line.

You swore to mend, but all you send are signs that you resign.

Be a fighter.

Draw a line.

Be a fighter with head and soul.

Get up or be controlled.

Be a fighter in every day.

No force control my way.

Be a fighter with head and soul.

Get up or be controlled.

Be a fighter in every day.

No force control my way.