F*ck Cancer

I wore the scars like battle paint,
Doctors said I couldn’t, but I said I ain’t.
Every meal was a drumbeat war,
Now I’m kicking down life’s door.

The nights were heavy, the pain was loud,
But I found my voice in the screaming crowd.
You can’t cage a heart that burns this bright,
I’m alive, I’m alive, and I’m ready to fight!

So here’s a middle finger to the tumor,
A victory song, a loud rumor.
I’m not broken, I’m not done,

The scars I carry tell my story true,
Of broken roads that I made it through.
Shout it louder, make it clear—
I beat the darkness, I’m still here!
Every setback just fueled the game
Now I’m living proof of a second chance.
I made it through my personal hell.

So here’s a middle finger to the tumor,
A victory song, a loud rumor.
I’m not broken, I’m not done,

The scars I carry tell my story true,
Of broken roads that I made it through.
Shout it louder, make it clear—
I beat the darkness, I’m still here!
Every setback just fueled the game
Now I’m living proof of a second chance.
I made it through my personal hell.

She was there since day one, thank you.
Times got stressful that once were fun.
I’m sorry for the pain and hurt I caused,
I appreciate all that you did and do.
I will forever and always love you.


Fuck cancer

Pop punk emotional vocals, male, studio