LYRIC

Put your hands up open wide
Put your hands up side by side
Age don't matter, like race don't matter,
Like place don't matter like what's inside

Let the kick drum kick one time
Breathe out let your mind unwind
Eyes on the Celine, looking for the feeling,
Wide open let your own eyes shine

Yah! It's where the fight begins
Yah! Underneath the skin
Beneath these hopes and where we've been
Every fight comes from the fight within

I am the war inside
I am the battle line
I am the rising tide
I am the more I fight
Eyes open, open wide
I can feel like I'm crack in my spine
I can feel like the back of my mind
I am the war inside

I get the feeling like we're lining in sifi
I get the feeling that our weapons are low –fi
Ain't no killer like pride, no killer like I
No killer like what's inside

Yah! It's in the air we breathe
Yah! It's in the blood we bleed
Beneath these dreams and what we see
We are the kids of the in-between

I am the war inside
I am the battle line
I am the rising tide
I am the more I fight
Eyes open, open wide
I can feel like I'm crack in my spine
I can feel like the back of my mind
I am the war inside

I am the war inside
I am the war inside
I am the war inside
I am the war inside

Put your hands up open wide
Put your hands up side by side
Age don't matter, like race don't matter,
Like place don't matter like what's inside

Yah! Every thought or deed
Yah! Every tree or seed
Big thing come from a little dream
Everyone of these made by make-believe

I am the war inside
I am the battle line
I am the rising tide
I am the more I fight
Eyes open, open wide
I can feel like I'm crack in my spine
I can feel like the back of my mind
I am the war inside

I am the war inside
I am the war inside
I am the war inside
I am the war inside

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