saw death knock on my door,
I fought the beast,
But not for my life.
I fought just to prove I cannot be easily defeated.
Death knock on my door and I let the door loose.
If anything was scary,
It's the fact that I couldn't care less if I lived or died.
I fought the monster just to prove my strength,
I still have it in me.
Although this time around I had to beg it to come out.
I saw death knock on my door.
And I didn't flee,
I'm now too weak for these contests,
And if I had lost that would still have been fine.
Frankly I couldn't careless.