Verse 1
Why is it always the ones who care,
who carry the weight and still play fair?
Give out their trust, give all their love,
keep on believing in something above.
Again and again...
Chorus
I’ve taken my knocks, but I’m still standing here,
I’ll carry my scars, and won’t live in fear.
Let the world have a go, if it must,
I’ll keep my heart kind, and stand for what’s just.
Verse 2
Work their hands and hearts 'til sore,
fight every battle, then face one more.
While those who take and never give,
seem to find every reason to live.
Verse 3
Should we be jealous of those who cheat,
who cut every corner and land on their feet?
They say hard work can conquer it all.
But we watch good people stumble and fall.
Again and again...
Chorus
I’ve taken my knocks, but I’m still standing here,
I’ll carry my scars, and won’t live in fear.
Let the world have a go, if it must,
I’ll keep my heart kind, and stand for what’s just.
Verse 4
The little man battles for all that he has,
as the ones at the top just watch it pass.
So what did we do to deserve this hand?
Was I born to lose while they make their plans?
Verse 5
When all hope fades, who do we turn to?
Is there a purpose we're meant to pursue?
If love and kindness are the things that define us,
Why does this life so relentlessly grind us?
Verse 6
Would we be better if we stopped giving a damn,
changed who we are and abandon the plan?
Or is there a reason we'll never understand,
a hard life dealt by an unseen hand?
Chorus
I’ve taken my knocks, but I’m still standing here,
I’ll carry my scars, and won’t live in fear.
Let the world have a go, if it must,
I’ll keep my heart kind, and stand for what’s just.
End
Maybe I’m not meant to understand,
Maybe I’m just meant to make a stand.
