The Last Fight

Time feels like I've been back in jail Like when I was doing time or in the can Spend all night on bended knee Just to beg for something to believe Left home with a pack of clothes without a family tree, yeah This fight could be the last fight No giving, no winning One time could be the only 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 embattled son Trying to beg for something to believe I left home with a pack of clothes without a family tree And this fight could be the last fight No giving, no winning One time could be the only time Should we decide to end the misery Break the chains of featherweights and giants With disdain for everlasting liars They're afraid when we spit out the fire And start living, living, living our prayer [Incomprehensible] [Incomprehensible] This fight could be the last fight No giving, no winning, yeah One time could be the only time Should we decide to end the misery This fight could be the last fight No giving, no winning One time could be the only time Should we decide to end the misery This fight could be the last fight No giving, no winning One time could be the only time Should we decide to end the misery