The Fighter کے بول

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, Whats in your head? My patience hanging by a thread. Cos i am the fighter, and you are the fists tht bruise my face. This burning desire, her innocence is such a waste. (x2) 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. Cos it's a must, truth be told all secrets see the light. Tell me why? My patience hanging by a thread. Cos i am the fighter, And you are the fists tht bruise my face. This burning desire, Her innocence is such a waste. (x2) Save her, save me. Save her, save me... Cos i am the fighter, And you are the fists tht bruise my face. This burning desire, Her innocence is such a waste. (x2)