Bullets In Madison
The Contender
It's your purposeIt's your causeTo wipe the dirt cleanIt's your fightIt's your causeTo see it your wayBought two jarsOne for the dirt you keep cleanIf not for horizons I couldn't take itIt's supposed to be the final say against your wordCome out and playIt's your surfaceIt's your fightIt's your causeTo wipe the dirt cleanThe fear that makes you fightThe falling of the satellite
From Letras Mania