Don't know how i got here but i refuse to stay
I betrayed myself when i let others have their way
But i am holding on, my finger on the pulse
The sound of my heart pounding tells me there's still hope
But people don't like when you put up a fight
And slowly, ever so slowly, i am loosing mine
I'll fight, fight,
fight or be taken out alive
Fight!
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
Standing on the edge, am i better off dead?
How could i forget that i'm better than this
I've come too far to fade tonight
Fight, or be taken out alive
(Verso)
I've survived on life support but i'm stronger than i give myself credit for
These conditions only cure when we prepare ourselves for war
(Refrão)