I'm always looked over, I'm fighting the fight
Without me in your corner you won't see the end of this
There is a light at the end of the tunnel
Who will be there to defend what you love?
I am the last of the dying breed of people who give a fuck
Try your best to find someone who hasn't let it go to their heads
I owe you nothing
Wrapped up and forced to leave what you love
There is a bigger meaning you're in or you're not
I know who I am, and what I have to do
I'm always looked over, I'm fighting the fight
Without me in your corner you won't see the end of this
There is a light at the end of the tunnel