You fight, fight, fight
To get to the top
and when you get there
You’re stuck, like it or not

You say it’s not about the money
You say it’s not about the fame
But there’s a haunting voice inside of you
That wants them all to know your name

Was it a moment in your childhood?
Was it a strike or something said?
What made you feel so insecure
That keeps you trapped in your bed

I know what you’re thinking
“Hey, give me a shot”
You get trapped in the game
Lose yourself, like it or not

You’ll get knocked from the top
Won’t see the gift you’ve been given
The chance to finally find yourself
The chance to really start livin’

No, you’ll fight, fight, fight
To get back to the top
But you’ll find that no one cares
And you’re stuck, like it or not