Jun 2012
She can't find the fire to fight
She can't find the love in her heart
She cannot win the battle
She's been fighting from the start
She cannot hold a knife
She cannot hold a pen
But she wakes up for the war
And she does it all again
Her fists weren't built for power
Her fragile mind lacks might
But everyday's a struggle
Life's an everlasting fight
She can't find the love in her heart
She cannot win the battle
She's been fighting from the start
She cannot hold a knife
She cannot hold a pen
But she wakes up for the war
And she does it all again
Her fists weren't built for power
Her fragile mind lacks might
But everyday's a struggle
Life's an everlasting fight
She hasn't the strength to fight, but the battle of life demands her to be armed and ready at all times. Everyone fights in the war that is life... but in the end, who won?
(Where the Sidewalk Ends)
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