The Year - Prostitunes Lyrics
We’re not going anywhere, this is homeSearching for a shell that fits us bestCan’t you understand?We won’t give in, we won’t sell our soulWe won’t goWe will keep standing, we won’t kneel downThis is what keep us clearheaded form everything elseIt’s surrounding our *****ing head, draining all our lifeWe’re ready for warWe won’t let you, come into our worldTear down the walls, that we have raisedThis competition is feeding your decisionsWe’ll take you up, take you higher than we did beforeWe’ve been lost but we did surviveThis is the struggle of our lifeWe’re not going anywhere, this is homeSearching for a shell that fits us bestCan’t you understand?We won’t give in, we won’t sell our soulWe won’t goWe’re gonna rise, we will stand tallWe won’t let no mother*****er spit on our faceThis competition is feeding your decisionsWe’ll take you up, take you higher than we did beforeWe’ve been lost but we did surviveThis is the struggle of our lifeWe’ve been lost but we did surviveWe’ve been lost but we’re still alive
