What are we fighting for? What am I trying to restore by taking aim at you? It's not that I need the best I want you to see I long to be successfully repressed
I don't know why we fall
What are we fighting for? Why do I always ask for more than this day can Provide? When did I lose your trust? Why do I need to justify this dirty little war?
I don't know why we fall
There was a time when I believed in providence Where is that confidence now? I see the world sideways and I'm falling off again Into our merry-go-round
What am I waiting for? Isn't this where we fade to black as you walk out the door? If I'm so damn sure What are these tears I try to cheerfully ignore?
There was a time when I believed in providence Where is that confidence now? I see the world sideways and I'm falling off again Into our merry-go-round There was a time when I thought our salvation lied In the night's intimate heat My anger's contagious, my wishes outrageous But dreams are my only relief
I'm revolving Gravity keeps calling, falling Into our merry-go-round Into our merry-go-round Into our merry-go
What are we fighting for? What are we fighting for? What are we fighting for?
When all the anger's gone Who's lost and who has won? And dare we ask ourselves Why are we fighting?
When all the anger's gone Who's lost and who has won? And dare we ask ourselves Why are we fighting?
Compositores: Curt Altman Smith (Curt Smith), Charlton Clay Pettus ECAD: Obra #4899977