Fighting Our War

OzZ:
We're fighting our own war
Every night, every day

Rob:
We keep on fighting in our time, the result is nothing
We achieve nothing and no good it will bring
A competitive society with time to kill
Respect no one, only fire at will

We nah go on no more
We nah know what fighting is good for
We nah know what future has in store
But we know we cyan go on no more

We keep treating one another like piles of garbage
Nah cyaar 'bout people, put your feelings in a fridge
Nah see the misery among poor ones in di street
Step over corpses as they fall at your feet

We nah go on no more
We nah know what fighting is good for
We nah know what future has in store
But we know we cyan go on no more

Prechorus:
No time fi self indulgence
Truth comes yah must mek a mends
Let's put a stop to violence
And all that it represents

Chorus:
We're fighting, fighting our own war
Hoping to reach the shore
Rise up and scream: nah more!
We're knocking down your front door
Fighting our own war
Hoping to reach the shore
Rise up and scream: nah more!
We're knocking down your front door

Supaficahl:
Inna perpetual fuss with myself like a vendetta
Days turn fi night i strive fi mek it betta
Fold di pain off like a overseas letta
Man a stay humble cah di earth a turn redda yo

Nuff a dem try fi put yuh down
When yuh mek it some of dem face a frown
Fi stand tall cuh yuh might get rundown
So keep ya head high like yuh di talk of di town

A real friend affi stick around
Thru thick and thin ya know di ups and downs
My blessed love fi keep dem safe and sound
Spread love among friends walk pon di safe ground

Some of dem dem want yuh to mek it
Chance a show up dem want yuh fi take it
Some smile in yuh face want yuh fi break it
Wolf inna sheep clothing cuh dem a fake it

Prechorus+Chorus

OzZ:
It's gettin' hard to resist di temptation
Even harder to cope wid di lack a inspiration
I need a taste of my former ambition
My head is inna state of disorientation

How to get rid of dis agony
Every day and every night, nevah lose dis anxiety
I'n'I, my own worst enemy
Dunn 'ave a clue at all how to survive in dis society

Sick of dis mental aggravation
Haffi find a way and means fi fight dejection
Psychological limitation
Soon my optimism will find resuscitation

Must block di feelings of self pity
Tek a look at life wid eyes of sobriety
So much to see, so much variety
Open up di mind stay true to my identity

Prechorus+Chorus

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