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The Fighter Video (MV)




Performed By: Ciemme
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: Charlotte Mulvey
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Ciemme - The Fighter Lyrics




I broke like silence when I found out when I am
I can talk tough, break stuff, chest puff like a man
I am marble, I fit no mold
No one can carry the weight that my shoulders hold
I'm a summoning circle on a birthday cake
One more false move, a mistake I haven't made yet
I want to be the fighter
But I don't know what to fight first

Crash-landed in a one bed apartment
Gonna take on the world, and I'm just getting started
I write my kill list on the opposite page from my poems
I don't like 'em, I don't know 'em
I don't need luck, pull the fourth leaf from a clover
Now I'm the only one who can f*ck me over
I will be the fighter
But I don't know what to fight first

My heart is an upturned bottle of Tylenol
I swallowed my pride and now I'm spitting up fireballs
I can stroke my ego 'til it's covered in blisters
But I'm still no closer to getting the big picture
Avert your eyes before the fireworks start
I am not for the faint of heart
I am the fighter
But I don't know
I don't know what to fight first
I don't know what to fight first
I don't know what to fight first
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English

I broke like silence when I found out when I am
I can talk tough, break stuff, chest puff like a man
I am marble, I fit no mold
No one can carry the weight that my shoulders hold
I'm a summoning circle on a birthday cake
One more false move, a mistake I haven't made yet
I want to be the fighter
But I don't know what to fight first

Crash-landed in a one bed apartment
Gonna take on the world, and I'm just getting started
I write my kill list on the opposite page from my poems
I don't like 'em, I don't know 'em
I don't need luck, pull the fourth leaf from a clover
Now I'm the only one who can f*ck me over
I will be the fighter
But I don't know what to fight first

My heart is an upturned bottle of Tylenol
I swallowed my pride and now I'm spitting up fireballs
I can stroke my ego 'til it's covered in blisters
But I'm still no closer to getting the big picture
Avert your eyes before the fireworks start
I am not for the faint of heart
I am the fighter
But I don't know
I don't know what to fight first
I don't know what to fight first
I don't know what to fight first
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Writer: Charlotte Mulvey
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