You can blame it on my pride or the spell that I'm under

I get to fight with the lightning, talk back to the thunder

I want more wind in this tornado cause it isn't moving fast enough yet

Gonna burn this temple to the ground once I have the fuses set

But after the fight is over will I talk so tough

Will I run for cover after the gloves come off

Yeah when the black eye lingers will I stand my ground

Return my fists to fingers after the final round

I have a hand full of feathers and blood stains on my skin

Is there an angel left to wrestle, white horses they haven't broken in

I get up from the canvas swinging like I think I might just win

And we go around and round and round and round again

After the fight is over will I talk so tough

Will I run for cover after the gloves come off

Yeah when the black eye lingers will I stand my ground

Return my fists to fingers after the final round

Will walking be a reminder of punches I let by

Will walking be a reminder of punches I let by

I let by

Another thorn in my side

I let by

After the fight is over will I talk so tough

Will I run for cover

After the fight is over will I talk so tough

Will I run for cover after the gloves come off

Yeah when the black eye lingers will I stand my ground

Return my fists to fingers after the final round

Will I get by

I let by