VERSE 1:
When life beats you down and… throws you out/
…like your protesting in a Trump crowd/
When it curb stomps your mouth till your teeth fall out/
Stand up like a champ and spit the blood out/
Fuck a sail I don't rely on wind to carry me/
I got a paddle in my hand and a heart of clarity/
So close to my dreams I think I hear um shouting/
separated but in site like Big Island to Maui/8
small town Waimea boy in big Los Angeles/
surf shorts staring at plastic body magic tricks/
to the whispers and lips that manipulate/
to the people that spit on the road I've paved/12
I smell the smoke from the bridges all I do is laugh/
sit back relax, watch the ashes dance/
to the rough times and axes swung at our calves/
Just stop and look how strong we stand yeah/16

CHORUS:
Stand Firm Mutha Fucka right there now/
Stand Firm Mutha Fucka right there now/
Stand Firm with that knife at ya throat/
Stand Firm even though even though everything is broke/

VERSE 2:
I know a man that can’t keep a needle out his vein/
he ain’t party-ayn he’s burying some pain/
He ain’t digging holes but his finger’s black as cole/
Eyes like slot machines rolled to his skull/
His mom died last week, he don’t eat/
A pale walking piece of decomposing meat/
I can smell the rotting flesh, he’s like the walking dead/
I ain’t watching tv, I’m staring at a friend/
I know a girl that can’t communicate and tends to runaway/
from anything that makes her arm hair stand up straight/
sprinting from her fears, I wonder when she’ll get tired/
Give the girl a medal, she’s been running for miles/
This songs not about that, it's about getting/
burnt down by a fire and learning how to burn back/
like a phoenix, make war paint from the ash/
Be the rose that grows out the concrete cracks/16

CHORUS
Stand Firm Mutha Fucka right there now/
Stand Firm Mutha Fucka right there now/
Stand Firm with that knife at ya throat/
Stand Firm even though even though everything is broke whoah/