The Fighters

4am call comes in, five alarm
Here we go again, the same old drill
That's someone's wife and kids
Hope's it's a story he can live to tell
But he aint thinking about saving himself
When you face the fire you aint afraid of
Walking through hell
Here's to the fighters, the survivors
The knock down, get up, keep on swingin' all-nighters
Here's to the all in, again and again
Give it all we got until the end
For ones who rise above a little bit higher
Here's to the fighters

It was after five he should have been home
She started to worry, dinner got cold
And just like that, she was all alone
With mouths to feed, bills to pay
Works two jobs every night and day
So d strong and full of love
That's d hard then it ever was
Here's to the fighters, the survivors
The knock down, get up, keep on swingin' all-nighters
Here's to the all in, again and again
Give it all we got until the end
For ones who rise above a little bit higher
Here's to the fighters
Here's to the fighters
Eight years old still growin' up
Yeah he oughta' be playing with his Tonka trucks
Instead he's losing his hair, hooked up to all of this stuff

Here's to the fighters, the survivors
The knock down, get up, keep on swingin' all-nighters
Here's to the all in, again and again
Give it all we got until the end
The ones who rise above a little bit higher

Yeah the ones who make the world a little bit brighter
Here's to the fighters
Here's to the fighters
The fighters



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Brownlee, Erik Dylan Anderson, Mitch Merrett
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