Texty: Final Fight. Under Attack. It's In The Blood.

Tomorrow isn't coming, that day won't be here. What you do to pass your time will ruin your next years. I can't be your savior; I won't be your guardian angel. And when's the right time for you to slap your own hand. Put it down and put it away. Enough's enough, you've had that today. Nature will take its course and you will waste away. You are your biggest enemy, the biggest harm to yourself. Today's the day. Do something impossible. We are the ones that we've been waiting for