Lirieke:
Victory Feel The Fire

a warrior" we victorious, they'll never take the joy from us [Kid Cudi] Keep you hands up, get mine up don't let them take your fire Keep you hands up

three French horns... uh... (The Wolf! It's the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. Seymore the Wolf.... The kettle drum and bass drum represent the sub-machine-gun fire

s still blue without clouds in sight At the end of the tunnel there's always a light Things aren't always what they seem to be What feels like defeat may be victory

name Voorhees, first name Jason! Like a loaded pistol boy ain't nothin' to play with! You don't want no problems, the drama be too horrendous Fuck you and your feelings

Ohh, the fire, the fire Ohh, the fire, the fire There's something in your heart And it's in your eyes It's the fire, inside you Let it burn You don'

about to tear it up Before you let your top back, get your bread up Made history, but now we claiming victory Get you out the White House, so back to your efficiency Suckers feel

desire And while a few could do just as they pleased I saw kids whose bellies were all on fire When all is dead and war is over When hollow victory has

See the light The perfect balance you must find It's the same way in life Victory, victory, victory Victory, sweet, oh, victory, sweet Victory, sweet, can you feel it? Victory

like a trick hand, sinkin em like quicksand Makin the competition feel like they need a kickstand to support what they thought would've brought them some type of victory