Matthew Good - Fought To Fight It lyrics

This is the writing on the wall Inside the cage that gets you out This is the scratching and the sweat Between the sheets that makes you shout Here they come again Those million voices looking to get out They're all in all so very small Those giant teeth that eye you Fought to fight it You fought to fight Miles away from here Where the air in my head gets clear You're a nail on the tip of my tongue Fought to fight it just to run This is the office down the hall That writes the cheques that gets the house And better half that's made of gla** That's skipping stones and cleans you out They're all in all so very small You fought to fight them didn't you? Miles away from here Where the air in my head gets clear You're a nail in the tip of my tongue Fought to fight it Miles away from here