Fight...

Sometimes you gotta fight for your right when you're

Not sure you're in a fight for your life, right?

If you ain't packin' any tactics you might get your ass kicked

Even if you are a little knuckle head

I'm kinda sick of being aggravated, I'm glad I'm hated

I guess I'm doin' somethin' right

That's what happened back in columbine

You gotta know when to stop and don't go over the top

' cuz there's a chamber deep inside the brain

That's covered with chains, so don't be shakin' 'em loose

And if ya do, I'd be runnin' for the hills

' cuz I'm ready to rock and now I'm playin' for real

I gotta... fight.... fight

You'd better watch out when my adrenaline kicks

I gotta... fight... fight...

It's too late you already been hit... damn

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Stick 'em stick em'

Stick em ha ha ha stick em

Stick em' stick em'

Yeah, head for the barricade

[X2]

This world can make you sick to your stomach so I

Put on my headphones, listen to the deftones

It's gettin' crowded in my spaceship

Livin' in a dream, runnin' from a hate machine

Ya know it's such a drag when there's people talking down to ya

Such a drag thinking everything sucks (do ya?)

Walk away with the spit on your face?

Or do ya draw the line just to give 'em a taste?

' cuz I know its never gonna end,

If it happens again I'm going straight for the throat

Another note, don't forget your had a chance

Now off of the side lines and ready to dance

I gotta... fight.... fight

Better watch out when my adrenaline kicks

I gotta... fight... fight...

It's too late you already been hit... damn

[Chorus]

If you got the guts (head for the barricade)

Then come on down (head for the barricade) [x2]

And head for the barricade

Fight!! [x8]

Head for the barricade

I ain't playin' around

Head for the barricade

I ain't playin' around

[Chorus]