i fight to keep afloat i go under none the less

i fight for a breath of air search but it's not there

in this sea of people i find i am not an equal

i'm not satisfied should my dreams be denied

catch me at a good time see a man with a purpose

otherwise you'll find me with the rest blending into the background

i want to kick myself but i'm busy resting

i wonder why i complain when i'm equally to blame

hardcore is not a background beat for you to move your dancing feet

its feeling living breathing its the life for those who love living its outrage

energy compassion not hate not violence or fashion

so i ask you and i'm left to wonder

what you'll do when you've dragged it under

find who's to blame the ones who destroy or the ones who let it happen