Fists To The Sky
Chad I Ginsburg
Put your fists to the sky
We're not ready to die
So put your fists to the sky
We will fight to survive
As they fall by the wayside
You are left with yourself
It's a plot from the inside
Far too precious to kill
Put your fists to the sky
We're not ready to die
So put your fists to the sky
We will fight to survive
Put your heart on the table
You are restless with pride
They are destined to nowhere
As you wave them goodbye
So put your fists to the sky
We're not ready to die
So put your fists to the sky
We will fight to survive
Put your fists to the sky
We're not ready to die
So put your fists to the sky
We will fight to survive