Feight Songtext
von Dead Harts

The irony in this industry today is that we′re all fucked
But we won't give up this labour of love
With no escape til the bitter end
But I′ve gotta say I'll love it when the lights go out permanently
Nothing in this world is free
We all die lonely


This is my path and I chose it
Still spitting in the face of my critics
I refuse to be like you
You're fucking pathetic
The lengths you will go to never admitting you′re wrong
So keep holding on
To the threads of your life
Don′t forget where you came from
So keep holding on
To your miserable existence
You're the only ones buying your way through the industry
Something that you know all about
That′s the problem in this world
You make an honest man doubt
Sucking out the souls of the weak through their pockets
That's so fucked up and you bastards know it

No, no you won′t take the fire that burns away inside of me
Until there's nothing left to feed upon
With no escape to the bitter end