When the smoke clears I'll still be here, White knuckling till the end. I won't back down, My flag in the dirt Standing firm.
The beauty of life Is in the struggles. Pushing forward Let's me know I'm alive. That I'm still breathing... I live for the fight.
I want to be here In the deep end, Knowing if I stop kicking I'll drown.
I came into this world Kicking and screaming, And that's exactly how I plan on going out.
I can feel it burning inside me, A pounding in my chest. It's always been there... Forcing One foot in front of the other.
I am the small spark That Burnt your forrest to the ground. We are the spark! That burnt it down.
I am the small spark That brought your Forrest to its knees. I am the spark... And you’re the trees.