(Intro)
[Sound of a heavy sigh. A slow, dirty electric guitar riff starts. Dum-dum-CHACK.]
(Spoken, tired:)
Some days...
Some days the rhythm just drags.
I can't breathe.
(Verse 1)
[Beat kicks in - Heavy and stomping.]
The struggle... usually has an upbeat rhythm.
I tend to have it, I tend to keep it moving.
But days come when I'm a drag.
Can't function. Can't think. Can't breathe.
(I can't breathe!)
I feel under attack!
And nothing is on track!
(It's all off the rails...)
(Chorus)
[Explosive Energy! Belt it out!]
It's not me! I want to scream!
I want to blame them for everything!
All the things piled on a mile high!
That I can't seem to do, or keep track of, or try!
The pain is just too great...
And I just wanna CRY.
(Let me cry!)
Yeah, I just wanna CRY.
(Verse 2)
[Bass line gets low and gritty.]
I don't want to lose.
And I definitely don't want BOOZE.
(No, no, put it down.)
Words come easy on paper...
But not face to face, I catch the vapors.
Numbing myself... won't help.
(It won't help!)
I gotta feel this sting.
I gotta feel everything.
(Bridge)
[Music drops to just drums and clapping.]
(Chant:)
The fight will go on! (THE STRUGGLE!)
The fight will go on! (THE STRUGGLE!)
Nothing will get done if I lose!
I refuse to lose!
I refuse to use!
(Guitar Solo - Screaming and emotional!)
(Final Chorus)
[Maximum Volume!]
It's not me! I want to scream!
I want to blame them for everything!
The pain is just too great...
And I just wanna CRY.
But what would that do?
Nothing will get done, and I will just lose!
The fight will go on!
THE STRUGGLE!
(Outro)
[Music fades with a final heavy guitar chord.]
Don't numb it.
Just feel it.
(Spoken:) The Struggle.
(Song ends.)
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