
Lyrics to Father's Fight
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
I wish I hadn't heard the bloody news today
It's always just a fuckin' shame
Another lone wolf
Did he learn it at home?
Tomorrow he'll be sent away
You walk around with a fuming head
Committed to a life of hate
Self diagnosed hell when your last brain cell
Brainwashed in a cultish state
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
You've got no thoughts in your head
Except for what your old man said
It's the way we're taught
It's the way we're bred
So you you're stuck in your ways
And you'll you go to your grave
And you'll leave behind a world of hate
But it's your cycle to break
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
I wish I hadn't heard the bloody news today
It's always just a fuckin' shame
Another lone wolf
Did he learn it at home?
Tomorrow he'll be sent away
You walk around with a fuming head
Committed to a life of hate
Self diagnosed hell when your last brain cell
Brainwashed in a cultish state
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
You've got no thoughts in your head
Except for what your old man said
It's the way we're taught
It's the way we're bred
So you you're stuck in your ways
And you'll you go to your grave
And you'll leave behind a world of hate
But it's your cycle to break
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
When you fight the fight of your father's plight
Are you living anymore, sir?
Was your father right, was he short of sight
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
Are you fighting your own war, sir?
Are you fighting your own war, sir?