I'm used to feelin' like I'm under the gun Or on a Sunday and my thoughts on the risin' sun The clouds were black, but I refuse to run I could see through the smoke I could feel it
Live and let live Take it all the way Fight another fight For another day Everything has changed, but the truth remains I'll fight until my fist starts bleedin' Heart stops beatin'
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh! x3
I'll fight until my fist starts bleedin' Heart stops beatin'
I'm used to feelin' like I'm under the gun Or on a Sunday and my thoughts on the risin' sun The clouds were black, but I refuse to run I could see through the smoke I could feel it
Live and let live Take it all the way Fight another fight For another day Everything has changed, but the truth remains I'll fight until my fist starts bleedin' Heart stops beatin'
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh! x3
I'll fight until my fist starts bleedin' Heart stops beatin'