War Song
Battle Cry of Resilience: Bobby Kane's War Song
Lyrics
This is not a cry for help, this is a war song
This song is not a plea for assistance; it's a declaration of war.
Line my fears up against the walls, so I can watch them die
I want to confront and overcome my fears, witnessing their defeat.
I'm not a slave to your words, yeah, that's right, you heard me
I refuse to be controlled by your words; I assert my independence.
This is not a cry for help, this battle cry
Reiterating that the song is not seeking help but expressing determination in the face of a battle.
I'm sick and tired of losing to the ignorant
Expressing frustration about consistently losing to those who are ignorant.
Of getting passed up so you can choose a prettier idiot
Frustration about being overlooked for someone more visually appealing but less intelligent.
Why suffer, fool, when fools never suffer
Questioning the point of suffering when fools seem to avoid it.
Instead, I sit there, depressed in that chair
Depicting a state of depression while sitting in a chair.
Sequestered away from anybody who'll care
Being isolated from those who might care about the struggles.
I don't wanna feel my dark despair, pass on to another
Expressing a desire to prevent one's inner pain from affecting others.
This is not a cry for help, this is a war song
Reiterating that the song is a declaration of war, not a plea for help.
Line my fears up against the walls, so I can watch them die
Repeating the desire to confront and overcome fears.
I'm not a slave to your words, yeah, that's right, you heard me
Asserting independence again, rejecting subjugation to others' words.
This is not a cry for help, this battle cry
Emphasizing the battle cry aspect rather than a cry for help.
Rejection looms. I'm feeling entombed
Feeling rejected and trapped, hiding true feelings behind a smile.
A big bright smile, concealing the gloom
A facade of happiness concealing inner darkness.
Fighting my brain, I'm losing the game, when will it end
Struggling mentally and feeling defeated in an ongoing internal battle.
But still, I sit there, depressed in that chair
Continuing to depict a depressed state while seated.
I wanna reach out but I still don't dare
Desiring connection but hesitating to reach out due to fear.
I won't be a burden to a friend, so I just pretend, but when will it end
Choosing not to burden friends and pretending everything is fine.
This is not a cry for help, this is a war song
Reaffirming the song's nature as a war declaration, not a call for help.
Line my fears up against the walls, so I can watch them die
Repeating the theme of facing and overcoming fears.
I'm not a slave to your words, yeah, that's right, you heard me
Rejecting subservience to others' words and asserting independence.
This is not a cry for help, this battle cry
Stating again that it's a battle cry, not a plea for assistance.
This is not a cry for help, this is a war song
Reiterating the war declaration, emphasizing the determined tone.
Line my fears up against the walls, so I can watch them die
Repeating the intent to face and overcome fears.
I'm not a slave to your words, yeah, that's right, you heard me
Emphasizing independence and rejecting control by others' words.
This is not a cry for help, this battle cry
Reaffirming the battle cry aspect of the song.
This is not a cry for help, this is a war song
Reiterating the declaration of war, emphasizing the resolve.
Line my fears up against the walls, so I can watch them die
Repeating the theme of confronting and defeating fears.
I'm not a slave to your words, yeah, that's right, you heard me
Rejecting subservience to words and asserting independence once more.
This is not a cry for help, this battle cry
Closing statement, emphasizing the battle cry nature of the song.
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