The Fight of my Life
Wear my scars
Bare my burden
Shatter yourself
Live my life
Struggle my struggles
Do what I do
See what I see
Feel what I feel
Look through my glass
Analyze the way I analyze
The world around me is war. Destruction surrounds me. Anger, loss, insecurity, pain falls from the sky. Shattered hearts, broken shells, eyes full of hatred, stabbed backs stand before me. Your wounds haven’t slowed me down…nothing will…my path lays in front with gray skies and blood red grounds. As I walk through No-Man’s-Land I plan my attacks…they tell me to let go…they tell me to move on….Crippled by your decisions I walk clutching my body in agony…I continue anyway…flashbacks don’t effect me…I’m turning numb…yet I still walk with my head up high… Its something I’ve got on my own. I can’t let it go. I can’t just move on. This is my fight, this is my struggle, this is my life whether I want it to be or not…I refuse to run away…I refuse to surrender…I am Britain in World War 2…I am Paul being persecuted…I am Determination conquering Depression…I am a Ninja fighting for control…I prepare for battle with my poker face, music at hand and adrenaline pumping…the Ninja you knew is dead and gone…
I dare you to stop me…I dare you to get in my way…I dare you to be my opponent…I dare anyone that dare say I’m not strong, not wise, not smart, not worthy, not independent, not a ninja….
This war is inevitable and I’m ready to take it on….I warn you…I won’t be the easy opponent you think I am…I am not what you think…the façade I wear has nothing to do with me…I play my cards tricky…I always have a plan B and I am defiantly not losing…
One….two…three…four….I DECLARE WAR.
Time for you to fight my fight….I’d like to see if you survive.
Bare my burden
Shatter yourself
Live my life
Struggle my struggles
Do what I do
See what I see
Feel what I feel
Look through my glass
Analyze the way I analyze
The world around me is war. Destruction surrounds me. Anger, loss, insecurity, pain falls from the sky. Shattered hearts, broken shells, eyes full of hatred, stabbed backs stand before me. Your wounds haven’t slowed me down…nothing will…my path lays in front with gray skies and blood red grounds. As I walk through No-Man’s-Land I plan my attacks…they tell me to let go…they tell me to move on….Crippled by your decisions I walk clutching my body in agony…I continue anyway…flashbacks don’t effect me…I’m turning numb…yet I still walk with my head up high… Its something I’ve got on my own. I can’t let it go. I can’t just move on. This is my fight, this is my struggle, this is my life whether I want it to be or not…I refuse to run away…I refuse to surrender…I am Britain in World War 2…I am Paul being persecuted…I am Determination conquering Depression…I am a Ninja fighting for control…I prepare for battle with my poker face, music at hand and adrenaline pumping…the Ninja you knew is dead and gone…
I dare you to stop me…I dare you to get in my way…I dare you to be my opponent…I dare anyone that dare say I’m not strong, not wise, not smart, not worthy, not independent, not a ninja….
This war is inevitable and I’m ready to take it on….I warn you…I won’t be the easy opponent you think I am…I am not what you think…the façade I wear has nothing to do with me…I play my cards tricky…I always have a plan B and I am defiantly not losing…
One….two…three…four….I DECLARE WAR.
Time for you to fight my fight….I’d like to see if you survive.