tradition ritual

When I look
In the mirror
I think I like
What I see

Because it's all
getting clearer
What has become of me

I see scars
of every size
But the deepest
are in my eyes

Evil-lution
but no change
looks like I'm losing
My favorite game

That's ok, yeah
It's alright
because tomorrow's
another fight

and they're are lines
Upon my face
That tell tales
Of better days

Wrinkles forming
On my brow
What has become of me now

Crooked teeth
Behind my frown
Another family
hand-me-down

That's ok, yeah
It's alright
because tomorrow's
another fight

And there is pain!
And there is love!
And there is war!
when push meets shove

And there is hate!
And there is shame!
And there is no one else to blame!

But it's ok
yeah it's alright
because tomorrow's
another fight!

Another battle!
Another fight!
Another day of lonely nights!