Wind blowing outside
A light rain traveling to the ground
Walking across the wind
I can't move my feet
Still standing in the rain
Still trying but not an inch far
Holding my front
Without any supplement force
This is the last battle
Chances are i already lost
This is the final round
And the underdog gotta win this war
A light rain traveling to the ground
Walking across the wind
I can't move my feet
Still standing in the rain
Still trying but not an inch far
Holding my front
Without any supplement force
This is the last battle
Chances are i already lost
This is the final round
And the underdog gotta win this war