The Fight Song

I know they suffocate you more than the passing of everyday human

events

And isolation is the oxygen mask you're making children breath into to

survive

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

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

And when we were good

You just close 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

Just cut our wrists like cheap coupons

And say that "death was on sale today"

And when we were good

You just close your eyes

So when we are bad

We'll scar your minds

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

And I'm not a slave to 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 a million is just a statistic

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

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

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

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

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!