Lyrics Fighter - Sneaker Pimps, Simonne Jones

Fighter

Whatcha doin'
Whatcha doin' to my world
Whatcha doin'
She’s telling me she’s got to believe
That she can really hear the earthquake
That she can truly feel the ground shake
On her own
She’s frantic like a runaway thief
Fault lines for the cracks in the pavement
Damaging internal statements
When she’s on her own
She’s fighting the flames just to cool down
Riding the waves on the slowdown
She’s always been a fighter
She’s always been a fighter
Whatcha doin'
Whatcha doin' to my world
Whatcha doin'
She looks over her shoulder again
Checking someone owns the voices
No more options just hard choices
On her own
Paralyzed and powerless
Feeling speeded up and crawling (feeling speeded up and crawling)
Never hits the ground for falling
When she’s on her own
She’s fighting the flames just to cool down
Riding the waves on the slowdown
She’s always been a fighter
She’s always been a fighter
Fighting the flames just to cool down (Whatcha doin')
Riding the waves on the slowdown (Whatcha doin')
She’s always been a fighter
She’s always been a fighter
Hopeless as the stars align
To stop her slipping into the vortex
She never really gets the context
On her own
She’s breaking the spell of her outrage
Bending the bars of her own cage
She’s always been a fighter
She’s always been a fighter
Whatcha doin'
Whatcha doin' to my world
Whatcha doin'
(Fighter)
She’s fighting the flames just to cool down (just to cool down)
Riding the waves on the slowdown (on the slowdown)
She’s always been a fighter (fighter)
She’s always been a fighter (fighter)