The Martyr Index - Survival Lyrics
Strong like a mountain, bending like a reedGot a loathsome burden and a vicious mouth to feedThey can take what they want and when they want they can take a lotWhile we hold on for our *****ing livesWe kick hard and we cut like knives. Gotta tear it down, turn it all around!It’s called survival. It’s called survival, babyAin’t no denying we’re just surviving, babyGotta get us hope, keep us off our kneesGot no fuel to burn, got no air to breatheNever asked for a decadent life and it ain’t about the means‘bout the only thing we know is the only thing they fearWe got a terror inside that you know burns up the atmosphereGotta tear it down, turn it all around!It’s called survival. It’s called survival, babyAin’t no denying we’re just surviving, babyGotta get us hope, keep us off our kneesWe’ve got the will, they got the means!This world will sunder somewhere between!Masters of plight, ready to fight!Vendors of greed, time to take heed!We are the weed you planted as a seed!We still laugh, we still cheer, we are victorious, we’re still here:It’s called survival. It’s called survival, babyAin’t no denying we’re just surviving, babyGotta get us hope, keep us off our kneesWanna be thriving, not just just surviving...
