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  • Gym Class Heroes’ music video for ‘The Fighter’ featuring Ryan Tedder from the album, The Papercut Chronicles II – available now on DCD2 Records / Fueled By Ramen. Download it at http://smarturl.it/papercut2

    Go behind the scenes of this video at http://youtu.be/FhSFDqTJBjs

    Directed by Marc Klasfeld & Nico Sabenorio

    Thank you to John Orozco, the Orozco family, United States Olympic Committee, USA Gymnastics and NBC.

    LYRICS
    Just waking up in the morning
    And to be well,
    Quite honest with ya,
    I ain’t really sleep well
    Ya ever feel like your train of thought’s been derailed?
    That’s when you press on – Lee nails
    Half the population’s just waitin to see me fail
    Yeah right, you’re better off trying to freeze hell
    Some of us do it for the females
    And others do it for the retail

    But I do it for the kids, life threw the towel in on
    Everytime you fall it’s only making your chin strong
    And I’ll be in your corner like mick, baby, til the end
    Or when you hear a song from that big lady

    Until the referee rings the bell
    Until both your eyes start to swell
    Until the crowd goes home
    What we gonna do ya’ll?

    Give em hell, turn their heads
    Gonna live life til we’re dead.
    Give me scars, give me pain
    Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me
    There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
    Here comes the fighter
    That’s what they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me,
    This one’s a fighter

    And if I can last thirty rounds
    There’s no reason you should ever have your head down
    Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds
    Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town

    Text book version of a kid going nowhere fast
    And now I’m yelling “kiss my ass”
    It’s gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs
    For you to recognize you really ain’t got it bad

    Until the referee rings the bell
    Until both your eyes start to swell
    Until the crowd goes home
    What we gonna do ya’ll?

    Give em hell, turn their heads
    Gonna live life til we’re dead.
    Give me scars, give me pain
    Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me
    There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
    Here comes the fighter
    That’s what they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me,
    This one’s a fighter

    Everybody put yo hands up
    What we gonna do ya’ll?

    If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)
    And when your bones can’t take no more (c’mon)
    Just remember what you’re here for
    Cuz I know Imma damn sure

    Give em hell, turn their heads
    Gonna live life til we’re dead.
    Give me scars, give me pain
    Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me
    There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter
    Here comes the fighter
    That’s what they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me,
    This one’s a fighter

    ‘Til the referee rings the bell
    ‘Til both ya eyes start to swell
    ‘Til the crowd goes home,
    What we gonna do kid?

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