The culture of self-abuse Sickens me endlessly What is the point in losing your grip And running away from reality Escape will lead nowhere Your toxic answer is for the weak My path is straight, my future clear Until my dying day
I will not budge I will not fall I will stay true
I will not budge I will not fall I will stay true
I will not budge I will not fall I will stay true
I will not budge I will not fall I will stay true
There will never be another way for me That is what i promise you Never surrender to your shameful habits Even in death my convictions will be the same