The Fight Song - Marilyn Manson Nothing suffocates you more than The passing of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxygen mask you make Your children breath in to survive Well I'm not a slave to a God That doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit
And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
So when we are bad We'll scar your minds
Fight, fight, fight, fight Fight, fight, fight, fight You'll never grow up to be a big rock star Celebrated victim of your fame They'll just cut our wrists like Cheap coupons and say that Death was on sale today
And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds
But I'm not a slave to a God That doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
But the death of millions is just a statistic Well I'm not a slave to a God That doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit
Well I'm not a slave to a God Who doesn't exist
And I'm not a slave to a world That doesn't give a shit