Golden Fists - Rude Pride

Every day you wake up

The young turns into old

But everyday since you were born

You refuse to do what you’re told

Scars in your face, scars in your soul

So many fights and troubled nights

Your fists turned into gold

Sometimes it becomes so hard

To keep the flame alive

Bastards will try to bring you down

But you still know wrong from right

Doors closed on your face but you kick them down

Never give up, don’t live the fight

Your faith will never die

Heart full of pride, a heart full of hate

Heart full of love for your fucking mates

If sometimes you misbehave

This fucking system is to blame

You’ve got the golden fists

You never stop trying