You can blame it on my pride or the spell that I’m under / I picked a fight with the lightning and talked back to the thunder / I want more wind in this tornado cause it isn’t moving fast enough yet / Going to burn this temple to the ground once I have the fuses set / After the fight is over will I talk so tough? / Will I run for cover after the gloves come off? / Yeah, when the black eye lingers will I stand my ground? / Or return my fist to fingers after the final round? / I have a hand full of feathers and bloodstains on my skin / Is there an angel left to wrestle wild horses they haven’t broken in / I get up from the canvas swinging like I think I might just win / We go around and round and round and round again / Will walking be a reminder of the punches I let by? / Will walking be a reminder of the punches I let by? / Another thorn in my side that I let by / After the fight is over will I talk so tough? / Will I run for cover after the gloves come off? / Yeah, when the black eye lingers will I stand my ground? / Or return my fist to fingers after the final round?