when the smoke clears i ll still be here white knuckling till the end i won t back down my flag in the dirt standing firm the beauty of life is in the struggles pushing forward let s me know i m alive that i m still breathing i live for the fight i want to be here in the deep end knowing if i stop kicking i ll drown i came into this world kicking and screaming and that s exactly how i plan on going out i can feel it burning inside me a pounding in my chest it s always been there forcing one foot in front of the other i am the small spark that burnt your forrest to the ground we are the spark that burnt it down i am the small spark that brought your forrest to its knees i am the spark and youre the trees 