I'm used to feelin' like I'm under the gun
Born on a Sunday in the house of the risin' sun
The clouds were black, but I refuse to run
I could see through the smoke
I could feel it
Live and let live
Take it all the way
Fight another fight
For another day
Everything has changed, but the truth remains
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh! x3
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
I'm used to feelin' like I'm under the gun
Or on a Sunday and my thoughts on the risin' sun
The clouds were black, but I refuse to run
I could see through the smoke
I could feel it
Live and let live
Take it all the way
Fight another fight
For another day
Everything has changed, but the truth remains
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh! x3
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
I'm used to feelin' like I'm under the gun
Born on a Sunday in the house of the risin' sun
The clouds were black, but I refuse to run
I could see through the smoke
I could feel it
Live and let live
Take it all the way
Fight another fight
For another day
Everything has changed, but the truth remains
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh! x3
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
I'm used to feelin' like I'm under the gun
Or on a Sunday and my thoughts on the risin' sun
The clouds were black, but I refuse to run
I could see through the smoke
I could feel it
Live and let live
Take it all the way
Fight another fight
For another day
Everything has changed, but the truth remains
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'
Woah-oh-oh-oh-oh! x3
I'll fight until my fists are bleedin'
Heart stops beatin'

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