Fighting Again کے بول

You with your wild innocence me with an empty gun. Am I dancing the dance of the dead? Has the race been already won? Mama they're fighting father they're fighting look they're fighting again. Serious young men standing all in a row. Fighting they're fighting again. Follow their laughter all the way home. I hope that their dreams are well fed. Mama they're fighting father they're fighting look they're fighting again. Choke on your youth as you soak up the truth with fist with rock and with chain. You'll never disguise your stupidity or prove yourself as a man. Mama they're fighting father they're fighting look they're fighting again. You're older now much wises than then. You've turned into fine gentlemen. But cover your tracks there's no turning back. You're always and easily dead. Mama they're fighting father they're fighting look they're fighting mama they're fighting fighting again.