Life Of A Fighter - Chrome Division

There’s dirt on your face and there’s

Blood on the floor

You’ve done something bad, but you

Don’t know for sure

The fists are all swollen

You’re going insane

Hopefully someone is waking in pain

You don’t know why

You can’t stop

Fight it all

Obey your call

You don’t mind the bruises

But you do mind the talk

Conscience is coming

And it feels like you choke

No turning back

Well you’re aiming ahead

You keep on going, until you are dead

You don’t know why

You can’t stop

Fight it all

Obey your call

It wasn’t always like this

No longer know what you miss

Sometimes it’s wrong

But you love it too much

It’s the closest you get to some

Sweet human touch

Nobody knows that you’re

Loosing control

You hide it away behind: Rock and Roll!

You don’t know why

You can’t stop

Fight it all

Obey your call

I want you dead (x4)