Maybe I'm Lame, I Fight For What's Right

Felt - Fortune

And nothing seems to matter
when I'm on your side
I'm breaking my heart
then you lost your pride

If it all gets too much
there's things you can do
to end it all now
or see it all through

And tell me no stories
There's things to be said
To escape with a fortune
your blood'll be spared

And wisdom is your virtue
I heard them all scream
Led away to their own fates
Believe in your dreams

Maybe I'm lame, I fight for what's right
Contradictions,on the day of your voice
I need you,
oh, and those ghastly terms, a special fear
and it's me and a friend left in a room
just me and a friend
(out of this place now! or else we're never gonna get out of here)
Just left in a room,
that's all