Time feels like I've been back in jail

Like when I was doing time in the can

Spend all night on a bended knee

Just to beg for something to believe

Left home with a pack of clothes without a family tree

This fight could be the last fight

No giving and no winning

One time could be the all the time

Should we decide to end the misery

Time heals all of the burned out bridges

Filled with nothing more than misery

I wear the mask of the unbattled son

Trying to beg for something to believe

Left home with a pack of clothes without a family tree

This fight could be the last fight

No giving and no winning

One time could be the all the time

Should we decide to end the misery

Break the chains of featherweights and giants

With the stain forever lasting liars

They're afraid when we spit out the fire

And start living living living my friend

Who will answer my prayers

Who will answer my prayers

This fight could be the last fight

No giving and no winning

One time could be the all the time

Should we decide to end the misery

This fight could be the last fight

No giving and no winning

One time could be the all the time

Should we decide to end the misery

This fight could be the last fight

No giving and no winning

One time could be the all the time

Should we decide to end the misery