Far Cry: Fight, fight, fight [lyrics]

Far Cry: Fight, fight, fight [lyrics]

Far Cry

Fight, fight, fight

You are the kind I thought I needed

The head so strong, the mind so set

You made me plead 'til you succeeded

My head's still bowed, my knees still bent

Now we can kiss away our happy home

One small thing went wrong

We can't get along

CHORUS

We don't play games, but we keep score

I bump and you grind 'til we both get sore

You lean to the left, I lean to the right

And then we stand up, sit down

Fight, fight, fight

Fight, fight, fight

Why do you scream 'bout dirty dishes?

And I pitch a fit 'cause you're so slow?

The smallest scene becomes so vicious

Backbite and bitch, but can't let go

And if you show up too early

Then I'm bound to be late

No moves left: stalemate

CHORUS

We're always head to head, toe to toe

But never heart to heart

A million miles apart

CHORUS

Fight, fight, fight

Fight, fight, fight