Written by: ANDREW JAY J ATKINS, CHRISTOPHER MARC BUTCHERINE, MATTHEW PETER GORE, MARK EDWARD WARNER, BENJAMIN WHITNEY WINDSOR
Duration: 3:56
Discover the poetic beauty in ‘The Fighter’ by After the Fall. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of After the Fall or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Aquarius,
Eyes so green like a treetop canopy.
So curious,
Lips are red like a hilltop forest fire.
Oblivious,
Voice so sweet like a songbird singing choir.
So tell me now,
What’s in your head?
My patience hanging by a thread.
‘Cause I am the fighter,
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
This burning desire,
Her innocence is such a waste.
Her innocence is such a waste.
Feel the lust,
Tip the scales like a prison ball and chain.
And take this trust,
Once it’s gone it can never be regained.
’cause it’s a must,
Truth be told all secrets see the light.
Tell me why?
My patience hanging by a thread.
’cause I am the fighter,
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
This burning desire,
Her innocence is such a waste.
Her innocence is such a waste.
Save her, save me.
Save her, save me.
‘Cause I am the fighter,
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
This burning desire,
Her innocence is such a waste.
Her innocence is such a waste.