Rise Above - Davey Suicide

Get your fists up, get your fists up

front to the back all get your fists up

Get your fists up, get your fists up

front to the back all get your fists up

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

Face to face I’m staring at the devil

There’s a price to pay, no one’s getting down easy

It is safe to say when the odds are against me

I will break any motherfucker in my way

RISE ABOVE

You’ll never get to me

High ABOVE

Above the ash and flame

RISE ABOVE

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

I’m sick, so sick of your shit

Taste the blade, get ready for another

it comes our way, in a foe or a brother

Welcome the hate, from the match I’ve learned

Don’t jump in the fire not expecting to burn

RISE ABOVE

You’ll never get to me

High ABOVE

Above the ash and flame

RISE ABOVE

You’ll never

You’ll never

You’ll never get to me

RISE ABOVE

You’ll never

You’ll never

You’ll never get to me

RISE ABOVE

You’ll never

You’ll never

You’ll never get to me

RISE ABOVE

You’ll never

You’ll never

You’ll never get to me