After the fight

You can blame it on my pride or the spell I'm under
I get to fight with the lightning, talk back to the thunder
I want more ... cause it isn't moving fast enough yet
I'm going to burn this temple to the ground once I have the fuses set

After the fight is over, will I talk so tough
Will I run for cover, after the gloves come off
While the black eye lingers, will I stand my ground
Return my fists to fingers after the final round

I have a hand full of feathers and blood stains on my skin
Is there an angel left to wrestle white horses they haven't broken in
I get up from the canvas swinging like I think I might just win
We go around, around, around, around again

After the fight is over, will I talk so tough
Will I run for cover, after the gloves come off
When the black eye lingers, will I stand my ground
Return my fists to fingers after the final round

Will walking be a reminder of punches I let by
Will walking be a reminder of punches I let by
I let by
Another thorn in my side
I let by

After the fight is over, will I talk so tough
Will I run for cover
After the fight is over, will I talk so tough
Will I run for cover, after the gloves come off
When the black eye lingers, will I stand my ground
Return my fists to fingers after the final round