Fist over Fist - Donnybrook

Wear the mark of saints so pure, of lifetime commitments you shall endure

Now up on stage with mic firmly grasped

A waste of your honour when your heads up your ass!

Don’t chastise me for the choice I make

You words of malice turn respect to hate

Unity is a dying dream when you try to shun me form what’s most important to me

I won’t!

Be shoved down to the side or looked down upon

I won’t!

Be kept form this life that I’ve loved so long

I can’t!

Be held at your arms length I’m already in

But trust me!

I’ll curb your ego when you talk your shit

You can’t look down on me when I’m on top

Don’t try to wage a war that should not be fought

Go!

You shut your eyes;

you closed the door, tried to make me feel unwelcome inside

my own home

Now shut your mouth while I break down your door 'cause this is my life,

my world as much as it is yours

Break it down now!

Now shut your mouth while I break down your door, this is my home!

It was never ever meant to be fist over fist

You ain’t the slightest bit better than me;

you don’t run this shit

Now get the fuck off of that stage and meet me face to face

You’re as ignorant as they come, your integrity’s a waste

Fuck you, I’m not