Broods - Worth the Fight Lyrics
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Worth the Fight
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What Are The Lyrics For Worth the Fight By Broods?
Something tipped me over
Someone knocked me down Emptied out my inside Poured it on the ground A cavern for a body, The deeper darker kind For all I hear are echoes, Repeat inside my mind I thought the shade around me, was making me feel blind I thought I was a hero, but I was just a child So fill me up and let me try To show you beauty from inside I pray I will, I pray I might Still be somebody worth the fight Something brings me closer to the sadder sounds Builds the world around me that once burnt to the ground A cavern for a body, the deeper darker kind For all I hear are echoes, repeat inside my mind I thought the shade around me, was making me feel blind I thought I was a hero, but I was just a child So fill me up and let me try To show you beauty from inside I pray I will, I pray I might Still be somebody worth the fight Be somebody, be somebody, be somebody, be somebody I won't let you down I won't let you down So fill me up and let me try (fill me up and let me try) To show you beauty from inside I pray I will, I pray I might (pray I will, I pray I might) Still be somebody worth the fight (I won't let you down) So fill me up and let me try (fill me up and let me try) To show you beauty from inside (show you beauty from inside) I pray I will, I pray I might (pray I will, I pray I might) (I won't let you down) Still be somebody worth the fight |
Who Wrote Worth the Fight By Broods?
Joel Little, Georgia Nott, Caleb Nott, Emmie Little
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