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Survival Of The FittestGraveyards full of soldiers with all their bullets spentWith nothing left to offer but blood and toil's intent Intense desires living in a storm of fate Leaves broken bones and trials for those who just can't wait Beating to a different drum we feel the pulse inside With futures built on yesterdays nothin' left to hide Building our fires while natives dance with snakes We stand up at the alter we do not hesitate Determination and grit all the pieces fit It's survival of the fittest we'll rally you and I Suffocate the critics It's survival of the fittest Speaking in our foreign tongues with music from our hearts Brings one and all together a universal start Choking all the critics with gags inside their mouths This story's never ending an open chapters clout When generations mix we remain transfixed |