Album 1 - Song 5 - The fighter turn fist on me

english :
"The Fighter Turned Fists on Me" is a raw and emotional song that captures the betrayal and pain of being hurt by someone you once trusted. It tells the story of a relationship that turned toxic, where the strength of one became a weapon against the other. The lyrics explore the confusion, sadness, and anger of being targeted by someone who was supposed to stand with you, not against you.
Through haunting melodies and powerful words, the song delves into the complex emotions of betrayal-how it feels to be struck down by someone who should have been an ally. Yet, it also speaks to resilience, the ability to rise even when the blows feel overwhelming.
"The Fighter Turned Fists on Me" is more than a story of pain-it’s a call to recognize the power dynamics in relationships and to break free from cycles of harm. It’s a voice for anyone who has faced betrayal and found the courage to move forward.
Français :
"The Fighter Turned Fists on Me" est une chanson brute et émotive qui capture la trahison et la douleur d’être blessé par quelqu’un en qui vous aviez confiance. Elle raconte l’histoire d’une relation qui est devenue toxique, où la force de l’un est devenue une arme contre l’autre. Les paroles explorent la confusion, la tristesse et la colère de se sentir attaqué par une personne qui aurait dû être un allié, et non un adversaire.
À travers des mélodies poignantes et des mots puissants, la chanson plonge dans les émotions complexes de la trahison - ce que l’on ressent lorsqu’on est abattu par quelqu’un qui était censé nous protéger. Pourtant, elle parle également de résilience, de cette capacité à se relever, même lorsque les coups semblent insupportables.
"The Fighter Turned Fists on Me" est plus qu’une histoire de douleur - c’est un appel à reconnaître les dynamiques de pouvoir dans les relations et à briser les cycles de violence. C’est une voix pour tous ceux qui ont connu la trahison et trouvé le courage de continuer à avancer.
Paroles / Words :
Verse 1
Here I am, now in eighth grade,
One year left before the test is made.
With a brand-new group of friends by my side,
A troublemaker, a fighter, and one lost in games to hide.
The only three who stayed with me,
As the others drifted, lost to cruelty.
Pre-Chorus
I let go of that fragile light,
Trading its warmth for a darker fight.
A chance with this group, a gamble at best,
Hoping this time, I’d pass the test.
Chorus
But the fighter turned fists on me,
Harassment returned, unrelenting and free.
The gamer stayed lost in his digital zone,
Leaving me stranded, all alone.
And the troublemaker? He moved away,
Leaving me to face the shadows every day.
Verse 2
So I fell back to what I knew before,
Watching the light fade more and more.
Alone again, with no clear path,
A wanderer trapped in the aftermath.
The laughter I’d found turned into pain,
Echoing the torment I’d known again.
Pre-Chorus
The warmth I felt began to wane,
Replaced by silence and familiar pain.
No purpose left, no guiding star,
Just me and the scars of who we are.
Chorus
The fighter turned fists on me,
Harassment returned, unrelenting and free.
The gamer stayed lost in his digital zone,
Leaving me stranded, all alone.
And the troublemaker? He moved away,
Leaving me to face the shadows every day.
Bridge
I watched the light drift out of view,
A spark I’d chased, now gone too soon.
Alone I stood, with no one near,
Facing the whispers of every fear.
Outro
Here I am, wandering still,
A hollow shell with time to fill.
The light is gone, the path unclear,
And I’m left with nothing but the mirror.