i fight to keep afloat i go under none the
less
i fight for a breath of air search but it's not
there
in this sea of people i find i am not an
equal
i'm not satisfied should my dreams be denied
catch me at a good time see a man with a
purpose
otherwise you'll find me with the rest blending
into the background
i want to kick myself but i'm busy resting
i wonder why i complain when i'm equally to
blame
hardcore is not a background beat for you to move
your dancing feet
its feeling living breathing its the life for
those who love living its outrage
energy compassion not hate not violence or
fashion
so i ask you and i'm left to wonder
what you'll do when you've dragged it under
find who's to blame the ones who destroy or the
ones who let it happen