| Song | Tug of War |
| Artist | Southgang |
| Album | Group Therapy |
| (lyrics:j. harte, music:b. walker) | |
| Somebody tell me is this life? | |
| Somebody tell me is this war? | |
| Please come and tell me what the hell is going on here. | |
| I've had all that i can take. | |
| Now something's gotta give, or something's gonna break. | |
| I'm tired of getting shot down, every single time. | |
| Every day it's live or die on the battle line. | |
| Push and pull, life's a tug of war. | |
| In the end, nobody wins# is it really worth fighting for? | |
| Push and pull, life's a tug of war. | |
| I'm on the ropes and i don't know if i can take it anymore. | |
| I'm always walking on the wire, always fighting in the fire. | |
| I run for cover but there's nowhere i can turn to. | |
| Nothing seems to set my mind at ease. | |
| The nights so long for me. | |
| Doin' time, tryin' not to lose my mind. | |
| Every day i feel the knives turning in my side, | |
| I'm wounded, but i'm moving on. | |
| Just trying to stay alive. | |
| (chorus) | |
| I'm tired of getting shot down, every single time. | |
| Every day it's live or die on the battle line. | |
| (chorus x2) |
| lyrics: j. harte, music: b. walker | |
| Somebody tell me is this life? | |
| Somebody tell me is this war? | |
| Please come and tell me what the hell is going on here. | |
| I' ve had all that i can take. | |
| Now something' s gotta give, or something' s gonna break. | |
| I' m tired of getting shot down, every single time. | |
| Every day it' s live or die on the battle line. | |
| Push and pull, life' s a tug of war. | |
| In the end, nobody wins is it really worth fighting for? | |
| Push and pull, life' s a tug of war. | |
| I' m on the ropes and i don' t know if i can take it anymore. | |
| I' m always walking on the wire, always fighting in the fire. | |
| I run for cover but there' s nowhere i can turn to. | |
| Nothing seems to set my mind at ease. | |
| The nights so long for me. | |
| Doin' time, tryin' not to lose my mind. | |
| Every day i feel the knives turning in my side, | |
| I' m wounded, but i' m moving on. | |
| Just trying to stay alive. | |
| chorus | |
| I' m tired of getting shot down, every single time. | |
| Every day it' s live or die on the battle line. | |
| chorus x2 |